22. They row'd her in a pair o' sheets,
And tow'd her owre the wa';

But on the point o' Gordon's spear
She gat a deadly fa'.

23. O bonnie, bonnie was her mouth,
And cherry were her cheiks,
And clear, clear was her yellow hair,
Whereon the red blood dreips.

24. Then wi' his spear he turn'd her owre; O gin her face was wane!

He said, 'Ye are the first that e'er
I wish'd alive again.'

25. He turn'd her owre and owre again;
O gin her skin was white!

'I might hae spared that bonnie face
To have been some man's delight.

26. ‘Busk and boun, my merry men a',
For ill dooms I do guess;

I canna look in that bonnie face
As it lies on the grass.'-

27. 'Wha looks to freits, my master dear,
It's freits will follow them;

Let it ne'er be said that Edom o' Gordon
Was daunted by a dame.'

28. But when the lady saw the fire Come flaming owre her head,

She wept, and kiss'd her children twain,
Says, 'Bairns, we been but dead.'

29. The Gordon then his bugle blew,
And said, 'Awa', awa'!

This house o' the Rodes is a' in a flame;
I hauld it time to ga'.'

30. And this way lookit her ain dear lord,
As he cam owre the lea;

He saw his castle a' in a lowe,
As far as he could see.

31. Then sair, O sair, his mind misgave,
And all his heart was wae:

'Put on, put on, my wighty men,
Sae fast as ye can gae.

32. 'Put on, put on, my wighty men,
Sae fast as ye can drie!

For he that's hindmost o' the thrang
Sall ne'er get good o' me.'

33. Then some they rade, and some they ran, Out-owre the grass and bent;

But ere the foremost could win up,
Baith lady and babes were brent

34. And after the Gordon he is gane, Sae fast as he might drie;

And soon i' the Gordon's foul heart's blude

He's wroken his dear ladye.

LAMKIN

1. Ir's Lamkin was a mason good
As ever built wi' stane;
He built Lord Wearie's castle,
But payment got he nane.

2. 'O pay me, Lord Wearie,
Come, pay to me my fee.'-
'I canna pay you, Lamkin,
For I maun gang o'er the sea.'—
3. 'O pay me now, Lord Wearie,
Come, pay me out o' hand.'-
'I canna pay you, Lamkin,
Unless I sell my land.'-

4. 'O gin ye winna pay me,
I here sall mak' a vow,
Before that ye come hame again,
Ye sall hae cause to rue.'

5. Lord Wearie got a bonny ship,
To sail the saut sea faem;

Bade his lady weel the castle keep,
Ay till he should come hame.

6. 'Gae bar the doors,' the lady said,
'Gae well the windows pin;
And what care I for Lamkin
Or any of his gang?'

7. But the nourice was a fause limmer
As e'er hung on a tree;
She laid a plot wi' Lamkin,

Whan her lord was o'er the sea.

8. She laid a plot wi' Lamkin,

When the servants were awa',
Loot him in at a little shot-window,
And brought him to the ha'.

9. 'O whare's a' the men o' this house,
That ca' me the Lamkin? ’—

'They're at the barn-well thrashing;
'Twill be lang ere they come in.'-

10. 'And whare's the women o' this house, That ca' me the Lamkin?'

'They're at the far well washing;
'Twill be lang ere they come in.'-

II. 'And whare's the bairns o' this house,
That ca' me the Lamkin?’—

'They're at the school reading;

'Twill be night or they come hame.'—

12. ‘O whare's the lady o' this house, That ca's me the Lamkin?'—

'She's up in her bower sewing,

But we soon can bring her down.'

13. Then Lamkin's tane a sharp knife,
That hung down by his gare,

And he has gi'en the bonny babe
A deep wound and a sair.

14. Then Lamkin he rocked,

And the fause nourice sang,
Till frae ilka bore o' the cradle
The red blood out sprang.

15. Then out it spak' the lady,
As she stood on the stair:
'What ails my bairn, nourice,
That he's greeting sae sair?

16. 'O still my bairn, nourice,
O still him wi' the pap!'

'He winna still, lady,

For this nor for that.'

17. 'O still my bairn, nourice,

O still him wi' the wand!'