Ballad Hunters RPG Britain, 1813: Folk ballads are coming to life. Armed with ballad magic, you decipher clues in each song and save the people affected.

New kickstarter of probable interest to _many_ I know (and recommended by friends who are gamers & musicians!)
"Investigate deadly folk ballads in Regency Britain and change the ending before tragedy strikes."

www.kickstarter.com/projects/pel...

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The H Word: The Merry Macabre of the Renaissance Faire - Nightmare Magazine The Faire gates swing wide to the tune of a jester and fairy blowing bubbles the size of beach balls. People laugh. Music drifts from every direction. Kids wave foam swords as the tantalizing smell of...

I am thrilled to announce that my essay "The Merry Macabre of the Renaissance Faire" is in the January issue of Nightmare Magazine in the H-Word column. #horror #nightmaremagazine #renaissancefaire #childballads #darkfantasy
www.nightmare-magazine.com/nonfiction/t...

#almanbrothers #love is everywhere #joanBaez #childBallads (child 81) #MattyGroved stole from high-born and well-heeled and was the fairest lad in all of England by Lady Arlens description

Kyng Estmere tooke that fayre ladye,
And marryed her to his wiffe,
And brought her home to merry England,
With her to leade his life.

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And aye their swordes soe sore can byte,
Throughe helpe of gramarye,
That soone they have slayne the kempery men,
Or forst them forth to flee.

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Kyng Estmere threwe the harp asyde,
And swith he drew his brand,
And Estmere he and Adler Yonge,
Right stiffe in stour can stand.

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Up then rose the kemperye men,
And loud they gan to crye:
"Ah traytors, yee have slayne our kyng,
And therefore yee shall dye."

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The ladye looked, the ladye blushte,
And blushte and lookt agayne,
While Adler he had drawne his brande,
And hath the sowdan slayne.

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"O ladye this is thy owne true love,
As playnlye thou mayest see,
And Ile rid thee of that foule paynim
Who partes thy love and thee."

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Hee played agayne both loud and shrille,
And Adler he did syng,
"O ladye, this is thy owne true love,
Noe harper, but a kyng.

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"And what wold ye doe with my bryde soe gay,
Iff I did sell her thee?
More seemelye it is for her fayre bodye
To lye by mee then thee."

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"Now sell me," quoth hee, "thy bryde soe gay,
As shee sitts by thy knee;
And as many gold nobles I will give
As leaves been on a tree."

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"What wold ye doe with my harpe," he sayd,
"If I did sell itt yee?"
"To playe my wiffe and me a fitt,
When abed together wee bee."

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Saies, Sell me thy harpe, thou proud harper,
And thy stringos all;
For as many gold nobles thou shalt have
As heere bee ringes in the hall."

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He stroake upon his harpe againe,
And playd a pretty thinge;
The ladye lough a loud laughter,
As shee sate by the king.

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"Stay thy harpe, thou proud harper,
For Gods love I pray thee;
For and thou playes as thou beginns,
Thou'lt till my bryde from mee."

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Then Kyng Estmere pulld forth his harpe;
And plaid a pretty thinge;
The ladye upstart from the borde,
And wold have gone from the king.

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"And how nowe, kempe," said the kyng of Spaine,
"And how, what aileth thee?"
He saies, Itt is writt in his forhead,
All and in gramarye,
That for all the gold that is under heaven,
I dare not neigh him nye.

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Downe then came the kemperye man,
And looked him in the eare;
For all the gold that was under heaven
He durst not neigh him neare.

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"O let that man come downe," he said,
"A sight of him wold I see;
And when hee hath beaten well my ladd,
Then he shall beate of mee."

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"Thour speakst proud words," sayes the king of Spaine,
"Thou harper, here to mee;
There is a man within this halle
Will beate thy ladd and thee!"

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"My ladde he is so lither," he said,
"He will doe nought that's meete;
And is there any man in this hall
Were able him to beate?"

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Saies, Stable thy steed, thou proud harper,
Saies, Stable him in the stalle;
It doth not beseeme a proud harper
To stable his steed in a kyngs halle.

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Kyng Estmere he stabled his steede
Soe fayre att the hall-bord;
The froth that came from his brydle bitte
Light in Kyng Bremors beard.

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Sore he looked on Kyng Estmere,
And sore he handled the ryng,
Then opened to them the fayre hall-yates,
He lett for no kind of thyng.

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Then they pulled out a ryng of gold,
Layd itt on the porters arme;
"And ever we will thee, proud porter,
Thow wilt saye us no harme."

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Sayd, And your color were white and redd,
As it is blacke and browne,
I wold saye King Estmere and his brother
Were comen untill this towne.

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"Wee beene harpers," sayd Adler Younge,
"Come out of the northe countrye;
Wee beene come hither untill this place
This proud weddinge for to see."

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Sayes, Christ thee save, thou proud porter,
Sayes, Christ thee save and see:
"Nowe you be welcome," sayd the porter,
"Of what land soever ye bee."

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And whan the came to King Adland's hall
Untill the fayre hall-yate,
There they found a proud porter,
Rearing himselfe thereatt.

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