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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519600" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Brignall Banks</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O, Brignall banks are wild and fair, <br>And Greta woods are green, <br>And you may gather garlands there, <br>Would grace a summer queen: <br>And as I rode by Dalton Hall, <br>Beneath the turrets high, <br>A Maiden on the castle wall <br>Was singing merrily:— </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O, Brignall banks are fresh and fair, <br>And Greta woods are green! <br>I'd rather rove with Edmund there <br>Than reign our English Queen.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If, Maiden, thou wouldst wend with me <br>To leave both tower and town, <br>Thou first must guess what life lead we, <br>That dwell by dale and down: <br>And if thou canst that riddle read, <br>As read full well you may, <br>Then to the green-wood shalt thou speed <br>As blithe as Queen of May.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet sung she, 'Brignall banks are fair, <br>And Greta woods are green! <br>I'd rather rove with Edmund there <br>Than reign our English Queen. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I read you by your bugle horn <br>And by your palfrey good, <br>I read you for a Ranger sworn <br>To keep the King's green-wood.' <br>'A Ranger, Lady, winds his horn, <br>And 'tis at peep of light; <br>His blast is heard at merry morn, <br>And mine at dead of night.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet sung she, 'Brignall banks are fair, <br>And Greta woods are gay! <br>I would I were with Edmund there, <br>To reign his Queen of May! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'With burnish'd brand and musketoon <br>So gallantly you come, <br>I read you for a bold Dragoon, <br>That lists the tuck of drum.' <br>'I list no more the tuck of drum, <br>No more the trumpet hear; <br>But when the beetle sounds his hum, <br>My comrades take the spear. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And O! though Brignall banks be fair, <br>And Greta woods be gay, <br>Yet mickle must the maiden dare, <br>Would reign my Queen of May! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Maiden! a nameless life I lead, <br>A nameless death I'll die; <br>The fiend whose lantern lights the mead <br>Were better mate than I! <br>And when I'm with my comrades met <br>Beneath the green-wood bough, <br>What once we were we all forget, <br>Nor think what we are now.' </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Chorus. <br>Yet Brignall banks are fresh and fair, <br>And Greta woods are green, <br>And you may gather flowers there <br>Would grace a summer queen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a><div class=q>
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And Greta woods are green, 
And you may gather garlands there, 
Would grace a summer queen: 
And as I rode by Dalton Hall, 
Beneath the turrets high, 
A Maiden on the castle wall 
Was singing merrily:— 

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