Ancient Scottish ballads, recovered from tradition, and never before ...

Ancient Scottish ballads, recovered from tradition, and never before ... Ancient Scottish ballads, recovered from tradition, and never before ...

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176 Out bespak the Earl of Hume, And O but he spak wondrous sorry, — " The bonniest lass about a' Glasgow toun, This day is awa wi' a hieland laddie." As they rade bye auld Drymen toun, The lassies leueh* and lookit saucy, That the bonniest lass they ever saw, •Sudf be riding awa wi' a hieland laddie. They rode on through moss and muir,:}; And so did they owre mountains many, Until that they cam to yonder glen, And she's lain doun wi' her hieland laddie. Gude green hay was Peggy's bed, And brakens§ war her blankets bonnie; Wi' his tartan plaid aneath her head, And she's lain doun wi' her hieland laddie. "There's beds andbowsters|| in my father's house, There's sheets and blankets, and a' thing ready, * Leuch—laughed, f Sud—should. \ Moss and muir—marsh and moor. § Brakens—fern. II Bowsters—bolsters.

177 And wadna they be angry wi' me, To see me lie sae wi' a hieland laddie." "Tho' there's beds and beddin in your father's house, Sheets and blankets and a' made ready; Yet why sud they be angry wi' thee, Though I be but a hieland laddie. It's I hae fifty acres of land, It's a' plow'd and sawn already; I am Donald the Lord of Skye, And why sud na Peggy be call'd a lady? I hae fifty gude milk kye, A' tied to the staws* already; I am Donald the Lord of Skye, And why sud na Peggy be call'd a lady ? See ye no a' yon castles and tow'rs, The sun sheens owre them a' sae bonnie I am Donald the Lord of Skye, I think I'll mak ye as blythe as onie. * Staws—stalls. M ;

177<br />

And wadna they be angry wi' me,<br />

To see me lie sae wi' a hiel<strong>and</strong> laddie."<br />

"Tho' there's beds <strong>and</strong> beddin in your father's house,<br />

Sheets <strong>and</strong> blankets <strong>and</strong> a' made ready;<br />

Yet why sud they be angry wi' thee,<br />

Though I be but a hiel<strong>and</strong> laddie.<br />

It's I hae fifty acres of l<strong>and</strong>,<br />

It's a' plow'd <strong>and</strong> sawn already;<br />

I am Donald the Lord of Skye,<br />

And why sud na Peggy be call'd a lady?<br />

I hae fifty gude milk kye,<br />

A' tied to the staws* already;<br />

I am Donald the Lord of Skye,<br />

And why sud na Peggy be call'd a lady ?<br />

See ye no a' yon castles <strong>and</strong> tow'rs,<br />

The sun sheens owre them a' sae bonnie<br />

I am Donald the Lord of Skye,<br />

I think I'll mak ye as blythe as onie.<br />

* Staws—stalls.<br />

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