A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc
A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc
ISO " ril gie .you a robe, Glenkindie, A robe o' the royal pa'. Gin ye will harp i' the winter's night Afore my nobles a'." And the king but and his nobles a* Sat birling * at the wine And he wad hae but his ae t dochter. To wait on them at dine. He's ta'en his harp intill his hand. He's harpit them a' asleep. Except it was the young countess. That love did wauken keep. And first he has harpit a grave tune. And syne he has harpit a gay And mony a sich atween hands I w^at the lady gae. Says, ^^ When day is dawen, and cocks hae craweii, And wappit their wings sae wide. It's ye may come to my bower door. And streek :}: you by my side. *^' But look that ye teU na Gib your ma% For naething that ye dee ; § For an ye tell him, Gib your man. He'll beguile baith you and me." He's taen his harp intill his hand; He harpit and he sang And he is hame to Gib his msm, As fast as he -could gang, * Carouging. f Only. J Stretch. § Do. ; ; ;
; ; ^' O mith I tell you, Gib, my man. Gin I a man had slain ?" '" O that ye micht, my gude master, Altho' ye had slain ten." ^' Then tak ye tent now, Gib, my man^ My bidden for to dee And, but an ye wauken me in time. Ye sail be hangit hie. ^' Whan day has dawen, and cocks hae craweu, And wappit their wings sae wide, I'm bidden gang till yon lady's bower. And streek me by her side." ^^ Gae hame to your bed, my good master Ye've waukit, I fear, o'er lang For I'll wauken you in as good time. As ony cock i' the land," He's ta'en his harp intill his hand, He harpit and he sang, Until he liarpit his master asleep, Syne fast awa did gang. And he is till that lady's bower. As fast as he could rin When he cam till that lady's bower. He chappit at the chin. ^'^ O wha is this," says that lady, " Thai; opens nae and comes in }" " It's I, Glenkindie, your ain true love,, O, open and let me in !" 5?0L. I. Q ; ;
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- Page 150 and 151: 132 ; : : ; He turn'd his back^ and
- Page 152 and 153: 134 Some Highland rogues^ like hung
- Page 154 and 155: 13G When Cliarlie look't the letter
- Page 156 and 157: When Charlie look'd the letter upon
- Page 158 and 159: 140 been produced and handed about
- Page 160 and 161: 142 ; And whan he cam to broken bri
- Page 162 and 163: 144 [Jiis hair was like the threeds
- Page 164 and 165: 146 ; ; ; ; '' Bettei- I loe that b
- Page 166 and 167: 148 FAIR ANNIE OF LOCHROYAN. «>kV
- Page 168 and 169: 150 ^' O, it is Annie of Lochroyan,
- Page 170 and 171: 152 ; ; Love Gregor started £rae h
- Page 172 and 173: 154. CLERK SAUNDERS. [This ballad i
- Page 174 and 175: 156 ; ; ; : ; Then out and spake th
- Page 176 and 177: "' O cocks are crowing a merry midn
- Page 178 and 179: 160 SWEET WILLIE AND FAIR ANNIE. %/
- Page 180 and 181: 162 '* O I sail wed the nut-brown m
- Page 182 and 183: 164» And whan she cam to Mary-kIrk
- Page 184 and 185: 168 ! ; ! : ; The firsten bower tha
- Page 186 and 187: 168 LAMMIKIN. p'here are several co
- Page 188 and 189: 170 " Wheue are a' the lasses o' th
- Page 190 and 191: 172 ^•' Tho' merry sounds the gud
- Page 192 and 193: 174 SWEET WILLIE. %^w»/v»/vv* [Th
- Page 194 and 195: 176 '* Now come, now come, WiUie/'
- Page 196 and 197: 178 (' Now haud your tongue, Willie
- Page 200 and 201: 182 ; ; She keiit he was nae gentle
- Page 202 and 203: 184 ; ; But cald and dead was that
- Page 204 and 205: 186 " I wadiica marry your sister.
- Page 206 and 207: 188 ^' What colour were his hawks ?
- Page 208 and 209: 190 LORD BARNABY. »'Vk'V»/V-V*v1
- Page 210 and 211: 192 — ; ; " O v/aken ye^ waken ye
- Page 212 and 213: 194 ! ; ; The first straik that you
- Page 214 and 215: 196 It is by this survivor that the
- Page 216 and 217: 19S ^^ Gae saddle to me the black b
- Page 218 and 219: 200 was found a few years ago by Mr
- Page 220 and 221: 20^2 ^'^ You're welcome to you ha's
- Page 222 and 223: 204 ; ; '' What ails ye, what ails
- Page 224 and 225: 206 The first of them was clad in r
- Page 226 and 227: " Ride up^ ride up/* cry'd the fore
- Page 228 and 229: SIO SIR HUGH [In the dark ages the
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- Page 232 and 233: 2H LADY MAISRY. [This fine ballad i
- Page 234 and 235: 216 He's doen him to his sister's b
- Page 236 and 237: 2m ; : " O is my biggins * broken^
- Page 238 and 239: 220 FAUSE FOODRAGE. [The hero of th
- Page 240 and 241: 222 Then up and raise him,, King Ho
- Page 242 and 243: 224 ^^ And ye maun learn my gay gbs
- Page 244 and 245: 226 THE YOUNG TAMLANE. [In this poe
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ISO<br />
" ril gie .you a robe, Glenkindie,<br />
A robe o' the royal pa'.<br />
Gin ye will harp i' the winter's night<br />
Afore my nobles a'."<br />
And the king but <strong>and</strong> his nobles a*<br />
Sat birling * at the wine<br />
And he wad hae but his ae t dochter.<br />
To wait on them at dine.<br />
He's ta'en his harp intill his h<strong>and</strong>.<br />
He's harpit them a' asleep.<br />
Except it was the young countess.<br />
That love did wauken keep.<br />
And first he has harpit a grave tune.<br />
And syne he has harpit a gay<br />
And mony a sich atween h<strong>and</strong>s<br />
I w^at the lady gae.<br />
Says, ^^ When day is dawen, <strong>and</strong> cocks hae craweii,<br />
And wappit their wings sae wide.<br />
It's ye may come to my bower door.<br />
And streek :}: you by my side.<br />
*^' But look that ye teU na Gib your ma%<br />
For naething that ye dee ; §<br />
For an ye tell him, Gib your man.<br />
He'll beguile baith you <strong>and</strong> me."<br />
He's taen his harp intill his h<strong>and</strong>;<br />
He harpit <strong>and</strong> he sang<br />
And he is hame to Gib his msm,<br />
As fast as he -could gang,<br />
* Carouging. f Only. J Str<strong>etc</strong>h. § Do.<br />
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