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
no ^'^ Now liaud your tongue, my daughter dear. Leave off your weeping, let it be^ For Jamie's divorcement I'll send over. Far better lord I'll provide for thee " *' O haud youi' tongue, my father dear^, And of such talking let me be ; For never a man shall come to my arms. Since my lord has sae slighted me." an' I had ne'er crossed Tweed, Nor yet been owre the river Dee, 1 might hae staid at Lord Orgul's gate. Where I wad hae been a gay ladie. The ladies they will cum to town. And they will cum and visit me. But I'll set me down now in the dark. For ochanie ! * who'll comfort me ? An' wae betide ye, black Fastness ! Ay, and an ill deid may ye die Ye was the first and foremost man Wha parted my true lord and me, » Alag. ;
m BONNY BARBARA ALLAN. ».«.«-«^v%.-*^.*. [The rancorous jealousy of a young lady towards her lover, because he had treated her name with disrespect at a social party, is finely pourtrayed in the following poem. The young knight, when on his death-bed, solicits an interview with his mistress, to which she reluctantly con- sents; she there upbraids him for his neglect of her, which hastens on his dissolution, and she returns hom^e lamenting her precipitate conduct] It was in and about the Martinmas time. When the green leaves were a-falling, That Sir John Graeme in the west countries Fell in love with Barbara Allan. He sent his man down thro' the town. To the place where she was dwelling ; "" O haste and cmn to my master dear. Gin ye be Barbara Allan." O hooly, hooly, raise she up. To the place where he was lying. And when she drew the cm-tain by, *' Young man, I think you're dying." VOL, I. X
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BONNY BARBARA ALLAN.<br />
».«.«-«^v%.-*^.*.<br />
[The rancorous jealousy <strong>of</strong> a young lady towards her lover,<br />
because he had treated her name with disrespect at a<br />
social party, is finely pourtrayed in the following poem.<br />
The young knight, when on his death-bed, solicits an<br />
interview with his mistress, to which she reluctantly con-<br />
sents; she there upbraids him for his neglect <strong>of</strong> her,<br />
which hastens on his dissolution, <strong>and</strong> she returns hom^e<br />
lamenting her precipitate conduct]<br />
It was in <strong>and</strong> about the Martinmas time.<br />
When the green leaves were a-falling,<br />
That Sir John Graeme in the west countries<br />
Fell in love with Barbara Allan.<br />
He sent his man down thro' the town.<br />
To the place where she was dwelling ;<br />
"" O haste <strong>and</strong> cmn to my master dear.<br />
Gin ye be Barbara Allan."<br />
O hooly, hooly, raise she up.<br />
To the place where he was lying.<br />
And when she drew the cm-tain by,<br />
*' Young man, I think you're dying."<br />
VOL, I.<br />
X