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342 342 NOTES. 17. Glasgerryon swore a full great othe By oake and ashe and thorne : Sith the time that I was borne.' 18. * O then it was your little foot-page Falsly hath beguiled me ; ' And then shee pulld forth a little pen-kniffe That hanged by her knee, Says, * There shall never noe churles blood Spring within my body.' 19. But home then went Glasgerryon, A woe man, good [Lord] was hee ; Sayes, * Come hither, thou Jacke, my boy, Come thou hither to me. 20. ' Ffor if I had killed a man to-night, Jacke, I wold tell it thee ; But if I have not killed a man to-night, Jacke, thou hast killed three 1 ' 21. And he puld out his bright browne sword. And dryed it on his sleeve. And he smote off that lither ladd's head. And asked noe man noe leave. 22. He sett the sword's poynt till his brest, * The pumill till a stone ; Thorrow that falseness of that lither ladd These three lives weme all gone. EDWARD. See Herder's praise of this ballad, Works, XXV, 19. — Printed in the Reliques, and communicated to Percy by Sir David Dalrymple. 4 7. In Motherwell's version, * Son Davie ' says : And ye'U never see mair o me.' Flosi in the Nidlssaga {c. 160) thus takes a bad boat for his last voyage, saying that he is old and * fey.* Digitized by LjOOQIC
 * Lady, I was never in your chamber
 * I'll set my foot in a bottomless ship