A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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fled by the queen's means, he was pardoned, and took to
wife the gentlewoman, who had, in this sort, hazarded
her credit for his safety."—Spotswood*S Ilistorj/.]
O LISTEN gude people to my tale.
Listen to what I tell to thee.
The king has taiken a poor prisoner.
The wanton laird of Ochiltrie.
When news came to our guidly Queen,
She sicht, and said richt mournfuUie,^
*' O what will cum of Lady Margaret,
Wha bears sic luve to Ochiltrie?"
Lady Margaret tore her yellow hair
When as the Queen told her the same
'* I wis that I had neir been born.
Nor neir had known Ochilti'ie's name."
*^ Fy na," quoth the Queen, " that maunna be,
Fy na, that maunna be
I'll find ye out a better way
To saif the lyfe of Ochiltrie.**
The Queen she trippet up the stair.
And lowly knielt upon her knie:
" The first boon which I cum to craiv^
Is the lyfe of gentel Ochiltrie."
" O if you had ask'd me castels and towir^
I wad hae gi'n them, twa or thrie;
But a' the monie in fair Scotland
Winnat buy the lyfe of Ochiltrie,**
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