14. She's doen her to her father dear, "A boon, a boon, my father dear, I 15. "Ask on, ask on, my daughter, Except ae squire in fair Scotlan, 16. "The only boon, my father dear, Is, gin I die in southin lands, 17. An the firstin kirk that ye come till, Ye gar the bells be rung, An the nextin kirk that ye come till, gar the mess be sung. Ye 18. "An the thirdin kirk that ye come till, You deal gold for my sake, An the fourthin kirk that ye come till, 19. She is doen her to her bigly bowr, An she has tane a sleepy draught, 20. She's laid her down upon her bed, An soon she's fa'n asleep, And soon oer every tender limb Cauld death began to creep. 21. Whan night was flown, an day was come. Nae ane that did her see But thought she was as surely dead 22. Her father an her brothers dear The tae half was 'o guide red gold, 23. Her mither an her sisters fair 24. The firstin kirk that they came till, An the nextin kirk that they came till, 25. The thirdin kirk that they came till, An the fourthin kirk that they came till, 26. "Lay down, lay down the bigly bier. Lat me the dead look on ; Wi cherry cheeks and ruby lips She lay an smil'd on him. 27. "O ae sheave o your bread, true-love, For I hae fasted for your sake 28. "Gang hame, gang hame, my seven bold brothers, Gang hame and sound your horn; THE THREE RAVENS 1. THERE were three rauens sat on a tree, There were three rauens sat on a tree, They were as blacke as they might be. With a downe derrie, derrie, derrie, downe, downe. 2 The one of them said to his mate, "Where shall we our breakefast take?" 3 "Downe in yonder greene field, There lies a knight slain vnder his shield. 4 "His hounds they lie downe at his feete, So well they can their master keepe. 5 "His haukes they flie so eagerly, There's no fowle dare him come nie." 6 Downe there comes a fallow doe, 7 She lift vp his bloudy hed, And kist his wounds that were so red. 8. She got him vp vpon her backe, And carried him to earthen lake. 9. She buried him before the prime, 10. God send euery gentleman, Such haukes, such hounds, and such a leman. THE TWA CORBIES 1. As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane; 2. "In behint yon auld fail dyke, I wot there lies a new slain knight; 3. "His hound is to the hunting gane, 4. "Ye'll sit on his white hause-bane, And I'll pike out his bonny blue een; Wi ae lock o his gowden hair We'll theek our nest when it grows bare. 5. "Mony a one for him makes mane, SIR PATRICK SPENCE 1. THE king sits in Dumferling toune, “O whar will I get guid sailor, 2. Up and spak an eldern knicht, 3. The king has written a braid letter, 4. The first line that Sir Patrick red, The next line that Sir Patrick red, 5. "O wha is this has don this deid, To send me out this time o' the yeir, |