A famous man is Robin Hood
The English ballad-singer's joy.

A famous man is Robin Hood
The English ballad-singer's joy.

Some people resemble ballads which are only sung for a certain
time.

Some people resemble ballads which are only sung for a certain
time.

I have a passion for ballad. . . . They are the gypsy children of
song, born under green read more

I have a passion for ballad. . . . They are the gypsy children of
song, born under green hedgerows in the leafy lanes and bypaths
of literature,--in the genial Summertime.

More solid things do not show the complexion of the times so well
as Ballads and Libels.

More solid things do not show the complexion of the times so well
as Ballads and Libels.

The farmer's daughter hath soft brown hair
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)
And I read more

The farmer's daughter hath soft brown hair
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese)
And I met with a ballad, I can't say where,
That wholly consisted of lines like these.

For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.

For a ballad's a thing you expect to find lies in.

I had rather be a kitten and cry mew
Than one of these same metre ballet-mongers.

I had rather be a kitten and cry mew
Than one of these same metre ballet-mongers.

I've now got the music book ready,
Do sit up and sing like a lady
A recitative read more

I've now got the music book ready,
Do sit up and sing like a lady
A recitative from Tancredi,
And something from "Palpiti!"
Sing forte when first you begin it,
Piano the very next minute,
They'll cry "What expression there's in it!"
Don't sing English ballads to me!

I love a ballad but even too well if it be doleful matter merrily
set down, or a very read more

I love a ballad but even too well if it be doleful matter merrily
set down, or a very pleasant thing indeed and sung lamentably.