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 ...
But sic a sicht to Ellen fair ! ! She saw her lover laid A corpse beside her brother dear, Row'd in his tartan plaid ! Weel, weel, she kenn'd his lovely form. His yellow locks like gold, That still wav'd in the surly blast, A sad sicht to behold! Her brother still held in his grasp A dirk wi' blude all dyed Her spirit fled, she dropped down Close by her lover's side! — Then at her father's lordly ha', The breakfast was set down: — 'O where's my daughter," says her sire, " Is she gane frae the toun ?" Then up bespak a wylie page, And to his lord did say, 'Lady Ellen stray'd alane last niclit, About the e'ening grey."
Z23 "Gae, search for her all up and down, Gae, search her favour'd grove; I fear she's fallen down the rock, For there she aft did rove." The storm was o'er, the morn was faiiy They soon did them espy, All in a hallow of the hill The three corpses did lie. O bluidy, bluidy, were the youths, All dy'd frae head to heel They still kept in their deadly grasp Their dirks o' trusty steel. But Ellen lay as one asleep, Her jetty tresses flew Around her now pale death-cold cheek, And o'er her noble brow. When tidings to their father cam, He lov'd his children so, He fell down lifeless on the ground It was a deadly blow ! ; !
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Z23<br />
"Gae, search for her all up <strong>and</strong> down,<br />
Gae, search her favour'd grove;<br />
I fear she's fallen down the rock,<br />
For there she aft did rove."<br />
The storm was o'er, the morn was faiiy<br />
They soon did them espy,<br />
All in a hallow of the hill<br />
The three corpses did lie.<br />
O bluidy, bluidy, were the youths,<br />
All dy'd frae head to heel<br />
They still kept in their deadly grasp<br />
Their dirks o' trusty steel.<br />
But Ellen lay as one asleep,<br />
Her jetty tresses flew<br />
Around her now pale death-cold cheek,<br />
And o'er her noble brow.<br />
When tidings to their father cam,<br />
He lov'd his children so,<br />
He fell down lifeless on the ground<br />
It was a deadly blow<br />
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