A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

" Ride up^ ride up/* cry'd the foremost maii^
'^ Fine flowers i' the valley;
I think our bride looks pale and wan^
Wi* the red^ green, and the yellow."
" O lead me over into yon stile,
Fine flowers i' the valley j
That I may stop and breathe a wliile^
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.
" O lead me over into ,yon stair.
Fine flowers i' the valley
For there I'll lie and bleed nae mair,
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.'^
" O what will you leave your father dear ?
Fine flowers i' the valley."
" The milk-white steed that brought me here^,
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow."
^' O what will you leave your mother dear ?
Fine flowers i' the valley."
" The silken gown that I did wear,
Wi' the red, green, and the yellow.*"
" What will you leave your sister Ann ?
Fine flowers i' the valley."
" My silken snood and golden fan,
Wi' tlie red, green, and the yellow."
" WTiat will you leave your brother John ?
Fine flowers i' the valley."
" The highest gallows to hing him on
Wi' the red, green, and the yeil&w."
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