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
204 ; ; '' What ails ye, what ails ye. Fair Annies That ye make sic a moan ? Has your wine barrels cast the giids^ * Or is your white bread gone ? ^' O wha was't was your father, Annie^ Or wha was't was your mother ? And had ye ony sister, Annie, Or had ye ony brother ?" ^' The Earl of Wemyss was my father. The Comitess of Wemyss my mother And a' the folk about the house. To me were sister and brother." ^' If the Earl of Wemyss was your father, I wot sae was he mine And it shall not be for lack o' gowd. That ye your love sail tyne. t " For I have seven ships o' mine ain, A' loaded to the brim And I will gie them a' to thee, Wi* four to thine eldest son. But thanks to a' the powers in heaven. That I gae maiden hame !" * Koops. t Lose. ;
205 THE CRUEL BROTHER. */%.%%'%^ %/%.v* |This ballad is popular throughout Scotland. A gentleman falls in love with a young lady, and obtains her and her parents' consent to their union, but neglects to inform her brother o£ his intention, who considers the omission as an unpardonable insult; the marriage, however, is consummated with raych splendour, at which the utmost harmony and conviviality prevail; the company begin to sejTarate, the happy pair are also on the eve of setting off to their own house, the lady takes leave of all her relations, and is in the act of saluting her brother, when he draws out a knife and mortally wounds her. While our sorrow is excited for the fate of the young lady, and we are prepared to hear what punishment is inflict- ed on the perpetrator, our curiosity is disappointed by the childish questions and answers which conclude the |)oem.] i-HERE was three ladies in a ha'. Fine flowers i' the valley; There came three lords amang them a'j The red; green^ and the yellow, TOLc I, S
- Page 172 and 173: 154. CLERK SAUNDERS. [This ballad i
- Page 174 and 175: 156 ; ; ; : ; Then out and spake th
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- 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
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- 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 198 and 199: ISO " ril gie .you a robe, Glenkind
- Page 200 and 201: 182 ; ; She keiit he was nae gentle
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- 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
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- 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
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- 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
- Page 246 and 247: — 228 There*^s naiie^ that gaes b
- Page 248 and 249: 230 Out and spak an auld gray-heade
- Page 250 and 251: 232 - *' There came a wind out of t
- Page 252 and 253: 234 " P or I ride on the milk-white
- Page 254 and 255: 236 They sing, inspired with love a
- Page 256 and 257: 23S JAMIE DOUGLAS. •^v^^-vvvw [Th
- Page 258 and 259: no ^'^ Now liaud your tongue, my da
- Page 260 and 261: 243 " O its I'm sick, and very sick
- Page 262 and 263: 2U The ballad is divided into two p
- Page 264 and 265: 246 I lighted down, my sword did' d
- Page 266 and 267: 248 : ; ; : O sic twa charming een
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'' What ails ye, what ails ye. Fair Annies<br />
That ye make sic a moan ?<br />
Has your wine barrels cast the giids^ *<br />
Or is your white bread gone ?<br />
^' O wha was't was your father, Annie^<br />
Or wha was't was your mother ?<br />
And had ye ony sister, Annie,<br />
Or had ye ony brother ?"<br />
^' The Earl <strong>of</strong> Wemyss was my father.<br />
The Comitess <strong>of</strong> Wemyss my mother<br />
And a' the folk about the house.<br />
To me were sister <strong>and</strong> brother."<br />
^' If the Earl <strong>of</strong> Wemyss was your father,<br />
I wot sae was he mine<br />
And it shall not be for lack o' gowd.<br />
That ye your love sail tyne. t<br />
" For I have seven ships o' mine ain,<br />
A' loaded to the brim<br />
And I will gie them a' to thee,<br />
Wi* four to thine eldest son.<br />
But thanks to a' the powers in heaven.<br />
That I gae maiden hame !"<br />
* Koops. t Lose.<br />
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