A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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'^^ But sen that ye "svill hussyskep hen.
First ye sail sift^ and syne sail kned ;
And ay as ye gang but and ben
Luk that the bairnis fyle not the bed,
Yeis lay ane soft wisp to the kill
(We haif ane deir ferme on our heid).
And ay as ye gang furth and till,
Keip Weill the gaislings fra the gled." *
The wyfe was up richt late at ene,
I pray God gife her weil to fair
Scho kirn'd the kirn, and skumd it clene^^
Left the gudeman bot bledoch t bair.
Than in the morning up scho gat.
And on her hairt laid her disjune ;
And pat als meikle in her lap
As micht haif serd them baith at nune.
Says, " Jok, be thou maister of wark.
And thou sail had, and I sail ka
Fse promise thee ane gude new sark,
Outhir of round claith or of sma."
Scho lousit the oxin aught or nine.
And hynt ane gad-staff in her hand.—
Up the gudeman raise after syne,
And saw the wyfe had done command.
He cawd the gaislings furth to feid,
Thair was but sevensume of them a'.
And by thair cumis the gredy gled.
And likkit up fyve, left liim but twa
Than out he ran, in all his mane.
How sune he hard the gaislings cry.
But than or he cam in agane
The calvis brak louse and suckit the ky.
* Goslins from the hawk, f Skimmed milfe.
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