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

71
And they hae kilt their gay claithing,
A little below their knee,
And they are on to gude greenwud,
Gif Robin Hood they see.
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And they hae chang'd their ain twa names,
Whan they gaed* frae the toun;
The tane they've called Nicholas,
The tither Rogee Roun.
And they hae staid in gude greenwud,
And never a day thoucht lang,
Till it fell ance upon a day,
That Rogee sang a sang.
"Whan we were in our father's bouer,
We sew'd the silken seam;
But now we walk the gude greenwud,
And bear anither name.
When we were in our father's ha',
We wore the beaten gold;
But now we wear the shield sae sharp,
Alas! we'll die with cold!"
* Gaed— went.
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