BALLAD-(Continued)
'Tis merry, 'tis merry, in good greenwood,
So blithe Lady Alice is singing;
295 On the beech's pride, and oak's brown side,
Lord Richard's ax is ringing.
Up spoke the moody Elfin King,
Who wonned within the hill,note
Like wind in the porch of a ruined church,
300 His voice was ghostly shrill.
"Why sound
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