She threw hersell ower the castle-wa', Edinbro', Edin

bro',

She threw hersell ower the castle-wa', Stirling for

aye;

She threw hersell ower the castle-wa',

There I wat she got a fa',

So proper Saint Johnston stands fair upon Tay.

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THE MINISTER'S DOCHTER O' NEWARKE.

See p. 262.

FROM Scottish Traditional Versions of Ancient Ballads, Percy Society, vol. xvii. p. 51. This is the same ballad, with trifling variations, as The Minister's Daughter of New York, Buchan, ii. 217.

THE Minister's dochter o' Newarke,
Hey wi̇ the rose and the lindie O,

Has fa'en in luve wi' her father's clerk,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

She courted him sax years and a day,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
At length her fause-luve did her betray,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

She did her doun to the green woods gang,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,

To spend awa' a while o' her time,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

She lent her back unto a thorn,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O;
And she's got her twa bonnie boys born,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

She's ta'en the ribbons frae her hair,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
Boun' their bodies fast and sair,

Alane by the green burn sidie O.

She's put them aneath a marble stane,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
Thinkin' a may to gae her hame,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

Leukin' o'er her castel wa',

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O, She spied twa bonny boys at the ba', Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"O bonny babies, if ye were mine,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,

I woud feed ye wi' the white bread and wine,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"I wou'd feed ye with the ferra cow's milk,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,

An' dress ye i' the finest silk,”

Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"O cruel mother, when we were thine, Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,

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We saw nane o' your bread and wine,

Alane by the green burn sidie O.

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"We saw nane o' your ferra cow's milk,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
Nor wore we o' your finest silk,”

Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"O bonny babies, can ye tell me,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O, What sort o' death for ye I maun dee,” Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"Yes, cruel mother, we'll tell to thee,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
What sort o' death for us ye maun dee,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"Seven years a fool i' the woods, Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O, "Seven years a fish i' the floods,

Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"Seven years to be a church bell,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O, Seven years a porter i' hell,”

Alane by the green burn sidie 0.

"Welcome, welcome, fool i' the wood,
Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O,
Welcome, welcome, fish i̇' the flood,
Alane by the green burn sidie O.

"Welcome, welcome, to be a church bell,

Hey wi' the rose and the lindie O, But heavens keep me out o' hell," Alane by the green burn sidie 0.

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BONDSEY AND MAISRY. See
See p. 298.

From Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, ii. 265.

"O COME along wi' me, brother,
Now come along wi' me;

And we'll gae seek our sister Maisry,
Into the water o' Dee.”

The eldest brother he stepped in,

He stepped to the knee;

Then out he jump'd upo' the bank,
Says, "This water's nae for me.”

The second brother he stepped in,

He stepped to the quit;

Then out he jump'd upo' the bank,

Says, "This water's wond'rous deep."

When the third brother stepped in,

He stepped to the chin;

Out he got, and forward wade,

For fear o' drowning him.

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