CHESHIRE CHEESE

A Cheshire man sailed into Spain
To trade for merchandise;
When he arrived from the main
A Spaniard him espies,

Who said: "You English rogue, look here!
What fruits and spices fine
Our land produces twice a year!
Thou hast not such in thine!"

The Cheshire man ran to his hold,
And fetched a Cheshire cheese,
And said: "Look here, you dog, behold,
We have such fruits as these!

"Your fruits are ripe but twice a year,
As you yourself do say;
But such as I present you here,
Our land brings twice a day."

The Spaniard in a passion flew,
And his rapier took in hand;
The Cheshire man kicked up his heels,
Saying: "Thou art at my command."

So never let a Spaniard boast
While Cheshire men abound,
Lest they should teach him, to his cost,
To dance a Cheshire round.

THREE WELCH HUNTERS

There were three jovial Welchmen,
As I've heard them say,
And they would go a-hunting
Upon St David's day.
All the day they hunted,
And nothing could they find,
But a ship a-sailing,
A-sailing with the wind.
One said it was a ship,
The other said, nay;
The third said it was a house,
And the chimney blown away.
And all the night they hunted,
And nothing could they find,
But the moon a-gliding,
A-gliding with the wind.
One said it was the moon
The other said, nay;
The third said it was a cheese,
And half o't cut away.

LAMENT OF A MOTHER, WHOSE
CHILD WAS STOLEN BY FAIRIES

_From the Gaelic._

I left my bairnie lying here,
Lying here, lying here;
I left my bairnie lying here,
To go and gather blaeberries.

I've found the wee brown otter's track,
Otter's track, otter's track;
I've found the wee brown otter's track,
But cannot trace my bairnie, O!

I found the swan's track on the lake,
On the lake, on the lake;
I found the swan's track on the lake,
But cannot trace my bairnie, O!

I found the track of the yellow fawn,
Yellow fawn, yellow fawn;
I found the track of the yellow fawn,
But cannot trace my bairnie, O!

I found the trail of the mountain mist,
Mountain mist, mountain mist;
I found the trail of the mountain mist,
But cannot trace my bairnie, O!

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