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Pale_ was_ the wounded knight_ that bore_ the rowan_ shield_
Loud_ and_ cruel_ were the ra_-ven's_ cries_ that feasted on_ the field_
Saying_ beck_ water cold and_ clear_ will never_ clean_ your wound_
There's none_ but the witch of_ the West-_mor land_ can make_ thee hale and sound_
So turn_ turn your stallion's_ head_ til his_ red_ mane_ flies in the wind_
And the ri_-der of_ the moon_ goes_ by_ and the bright star falls be hind_
And cle-e-ar_ was_ the paley_ moon_ when his shadow_ passed him by_
Be_- low_ the_ hills_ were the brigh-_test stars_ when he heard_ the owlet cry_
Saying_ " Why_ do you ride_ this_ way__ and wherefore came_ you here?"__
"I seek_ the Witch of_ the West-mor land who dwells_ by the winding mere"_
And it's we-a-ry by_ the Ulls_- wa__-ter_ and the misty brake fern_ way__
Til_ through_ the cleft_ of the Kirkstone Pass the winding wa-a_-ter lay___
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He said_ " Lie_ down_ my brin_-dled__ hound__ and rest_ ye my good grey_ hawk"_
And thee_ my steed_ may graze_ thy fill_ for I must_ dismount_ and walk_
But co-o-me_ when you hear_ my_ horn__ and answer swift_ the call __
For I fear__ ere the sun will_ rise_ this morn ye will serve me best_ of all" _
And it's down_ to_ the water's_ brim__ he's born_ the rowan shield_
And the gol_-den_-rod he has_ cast in_ t o see__ what the lake_ might_ y ield_
And wet_ rose__ she from_ the lake__ and fast and fleet_ went_ she_
One half__ the form_ of a mai-_den_ fair_ with a jet_ black_ mare's bo-o- dy_
And loud_ long_ and shrill he__ blew__ til his steed_ was by_ his side_
High-i_-i-i__ o-ver-head_ the grey hawk_ flew_ and swiftly he_ did ride_
Saying_ " Course_ well_ my brin-_dled __ hound__ and fetch me the jet black_ mare_
Stoop and strike_ my good grey_ hawk_ and bring me the mai-ai_-den fair"__
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She said_ " Pray_ sheathe_ thy sil_-ve ry sword_ Lay down_ thy rowan_ shield_
For I see_ by the bri_-ny blood_ that flows_ you've been woun_-ded in_ the field" _
And she sto-od-in a gow-own of velvet blue__ bou- ou-ound_ round_ with a silver chain_
and she's kissed_ his pale_ lips one_ and_ twice and three times_ round_ a gain_
And she's bound_ his wounds_ with the gol-_den_- rod_ fu-u-u-ull_ fast in her arms_ he lay_
and he_ has risen_ hale and sound with the sun high in the day_
She said_ " Ride with your brin_-dled_ hound_ at_ heel__ and your good grey hawk_ in han_-a-a-and"
There's none can harm_ the knight who's lain_ with the Witch of the Westmor land"_
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