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The King has called for priest and cup	A
The King has taken spur and blade	B
To dub True Thomas a belted knight	C
And all for the sake o' the songs he made	B
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They have sought him high they have sought him low	D
They have sought him over down and lea	E
They have found him by the milk white thorn	F
That guards the gates o' Faerie	G
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'Twas bent beneath and blue above	H
Their eyes were held that they might not see	E
The kine that grazed beneath the knowes	E
Oh they were the Queens o' Faerie	G
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quot Now cease your song quot the King he said	I
quot Oh cease your song and get you dight	I
To vow your vow and watch your arms	E
For I will dub you a belted knight	I
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quot For I will give you a horse o' pride	I
Wi' blazon and spur and page and squire	G
Wi' keep and tail and seizin and law	J
And land to hold at your desire quot	I
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True Thomas smiled above his harp	K
And turned his face to the naked sky	L
Where blown before the wastrel wind	I
The thistle down she floated by	L
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quot I ha' vowed my vow in another place	E
And bitter oath it was on me	E
I ha' watched my arms the lee long night	I
Where five score fighting men would flee	E
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quot My lance is tipped o' the hammered flame	M
My shield is beat o' the moonlight cold	I
And I won my spurs in the Middle World	I
A thousand fathom beneath the mould	I
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quot And what should I make wi' a horse o' pride	I
And what should I make wi' a sword so brown	N
But spill the rings o' the Gentle Folk	O
And flyte my kin in the Fairy Town	N
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quot And what should I make wi' blazon and belt	I
Wi' keep and tail and seizin and fee	E
And what should I do wi' page and squire	G
That am a king in my own countrie	G
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quot For I send east and I send west	I
And I send far as my will may flee	E
By dawn and dusk and the drinking rain	P
And syne my Sendings return to me	E
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quot They come wi' news of the groanin' earth	Q
They come wi' news o' the roarin' sea	E
Wi' word of Spirit and Ghost and Flesh	R
And man that's mazed among the three quot	I
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The King he bit his nether lip	S
And smote his hand upon his knee	E
quot By the faith o' my soul True Thomas quot he said	I
quot Ye waste no wit in courtesie	E
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quot As I desire unto my pride	I
Can I make Earls by three and three	E
To run before and ride behind	I
And serve the sons o' my body quot	I
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quot And what care I for your row foot earls	E
Or all the sons o' your body	I
Before they win to the Pride o' Name	M
I trow they all ask leave o' me	I
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quot For I make Honour wi' muckle mouth	T
As I make Shame wi' mincin' feet	I
To sing wi' the priests at the market cross	E
Or run wi' the dogs in the naked street	I
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quot And some they give me the good red gold	I
And some they give me the white money	I
And some they give me a clout o' meal	U
For they be people o' low degree	I
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quot And the song I sing for the counted gold	I
The same I sing for the white money	I
But best I sing for the clout o' meal	U
That simple people given me quot	I
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The King cast down a silver groat	I
A silver groat o' Scots money	I
quot If I come wi' a poor man's dole quot he said	I
quot True Thomas will ye harp to me quot	I
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quot Whenas I harp to the children small	V
They press me close on either hand	I
And who are you quot True Thomas said	I
quot That you should ride while they must stand	I
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quot Light down light down from your horse o' pride	I
I trow ye talk too loud and hie	W
And I will make you a triple word	I
And syne if ye dare ye shall 'noble me quot	I
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He has lighted down from his horse o' pride	I
And set his back against the stone	X
quot Now guard you well quot True Thomas said	I
quot Ere I rax your heart from your breast bone quot	I
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True Thomas played upon his harp	K
The fairy harp that couldna lee	I
And the first least word the proud King heard	I
It harpit the salt tear out o' his ee	I
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quot Oh I see the love that I lost long syne	X
I touch the hope that I may not see	I
And all that I did o' hidden shame	M
Like little snakes they hiss at me	I
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quot The sun is lost at noon at noon	X
The dread o' doom has grippit me	I
True Thomas hide me under your cloak	O
God wot I'm little fit to dee quot	I
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'Twas bent beneath and blue above	H
'Twas open field and running flood	I
Where hot on heath and dike and wall	V
The high sun warmed the adder's brood	I
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quot Lie down lie down quot True Thomas said	I
quot The God shall judge when all is done	X
But I will bring you a better word	I
And lift the cloud that I laid on quot	I
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True Thomas played upon his harp	K
That birled and brattled to his hand	I
And the next least word True Thomas made	I
It garred the King take horse and brand	I
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quot Oh I hear the tread o' the fighting men	X
I see the sun on splent and spear	G
I mark the arrow outen the fern	X
That flies so low and sings so clear	G
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quot Advance my standards to that war	G
And bid my good knights prick and ride	I
The gled shall watch as fierce a fight	I
As e'er was fought on the Border side quot	I
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'Twas bent beneath and blue above	H
'Twas nodding grass and naked sky	L
Where ringing up the wastrel wind	I
The eyas stooped upon the pie	L
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True Thomas sighed above his harp	K
And turned the song on the midmost string	Y
And the last least word True Thomas made	I
He harpit his dead youth back to the King	Y
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quot Now I am prince and I do well	Z
To love my love withouten fear	G
To walk wi' man in fellowship	S
And breathe my horse behind the deer	G
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quot My hounds they bay unto the death	A2
The buck has couched beyond the burn	X
My love she waits at her window	I
To wash my hands when I return	X
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quot For that I live am I content	I
Oh I have seen my true love's eyes	E
To stand wi' Adam in Eden glade	I
And run in the woods o' Paradise quot	I
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'Twas naked sky and nodding grass	E
'Twas running flood and wastrel wind	I
Where checked against the open pass	E
The red deer belled to call the hind	I
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True Thomas laid his harp away	B2
And louted low at the saddle side	I
He has taken stirrup and hauden rein	X
And set the King on his horse o' pride	I
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quot Sleep ye or wake quot True Thomas said	I
quot That sit so still that muse so long	C2
Sleep ye or wake till the latter sleep	D2
I trow ye'll not forget my song	C2
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quot I ha' harpit a shadow out o' the sun	X
To stand before your face and cry	L
I ha' armed the earth beneath your heel	U
And over your head I ha' dusked the sky	L
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quot I ha' harpit ye up to the throne o' God	I
I ha' harpit your midmost soul in three	I
I ha' harpit ye down to the Hinges o' Hell	Z
And ye would make a Knight o' me quot	I

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