A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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'•^ Its surely to my bow'r-woman
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It neir could be to me."
" I brocht it to Lord Barnard's lady
I trow that ye be she."
Then up and spak the wylie nurse,
(The bairn upon hir knee,)
*' If it be cum frae Gil Morrice,
It's dear welcum to me."
'' Ye lie, ye lie, ye filthy nurse,
Sae loud as I hear ye lie ;
I brocht it to Lord Barnard's lady
I trow ye be nae she."
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Then up and spake the bauld baron^
An angry man was he
He's tain the table wi' his foot,
Sae has he wi' his knee
Till crystal cup and ezar * dish
In flinders he gard flee.
" Gae bring a robe of j'^our eliding.
That hings upon the pin ;
And I'll gae to the gude grene wode.
And speak wi' your leman." t
'* O bide at hame, now Lord Barnard,
I warde X ye bide at hame ;
Neir wyte § a man for violence.
That neir wate ye wi' nane."
Gil Morrice sate in gude grene wode.
He whistled and he sang,
" O what means a' the folk coming ?
My mother tarries lang."
Azure. f Lover. % Warn. § Blame.
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