Ballads from Manuscripts: pt.1. A poore mans pittance, by Richard Williams, ed. from the autograph ms. by F. J. Furnivall. pt.2. Ballads relating chiefly to the reign of Queen Elizabeth, ed. with introduction and notes to the whole volume, by W. R. MorfillBallad society, 1873 |
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