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Title: Tord of Hafsborough
and Other Ballads

Author: Anonymous

Editor: Thomas Wise

Release Date: May 29, 2009 [eBook #28985]

Language: English

Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII)

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Transcribed from the 1914 Thomas J. Wise pamphlet by David Price, email
ccx074@pglaf.org

TORD OF HAFSBOROUGH
AND OTHER BALLADS

BY
GEORGE BORROW

LONDON:
PRINTED FOR PRIVATE CIRCULATION

1914

_Copyright in the United States of America_
_by Houghton_, _Mifflin and Co. for Clement Shorter_.

TORD OF HAFSBOROUGH

It was Tord of Hafsborough,
O'er the verdant wold would ride,
And there he lost his hammer of gold,
'Twas lost for so long a tide.

It was Tord of Hafsborough,
His brother he addressed:
"Thou shalt away to the Norland hills,
My hammer be thy quest."

It was Lokke Leyemand,
A feather robe o'er him drew;
And away to the Norland mountains high
O'er the briny sea he flew.

In the midst of the castle yard
He smoothed his array;
Then straight he took to the castle hall,
To the carlish Count his way.

"Be welcome, Lokke Leyemand,
Be welcome my castle to;
Say! how fare things in Hafsborough?
With the land how does it go?"

"O, well fare things in Hafsborough,
And well in the country all;
Tord has his golden hammer lost,
Therefore seek I your hall."

"Tord he shall not his hammer get,
Thou back may'st carry him word;
Full five-and-ninety fathoms deep
It lies in the earth interred.

"Tord he shall not his hammer get,
To thee I vow and swear,
Save he give me Damsel Fridleifsborg,
With all his goods and gear."

It was Lokke Leyemand,
O'er himself the feather robe drew;
And with his answer back amain
O'er the briny sea he flew.

"Thou nev