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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Ballads of Scottish Tradition and Romance + Popular Ballads of the Olden Times - Third Series + +Author: Various + +Editor: Frank Sidgwick + +Release Date: February 19, 2007 [EBook #20624] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SCOTTISH BALLADS *** + + + + +Produced by Louise Hope, Paul Murray and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + +<div class = "mynote"> + +<p>This e-text uses UTF-8 (Unicode) file encoding. If the apostrophes +and quotation marks in this paragraph appear as garbage, you may have +an incompatible browser or unavailable fonts. Make sure that the +browser’s “character set” or “file encoding” is set to Unicode (UTF-8). +You may also need to change your browser’s default font.</p> + +<p>A few typographical errors have been corrected. They have been +marked in the text with <ins class = "correction" title = +"like this">mouse-hover popups</ins>.</p> + +<p>All brackets [ ] and question marks are in the original.</p> + +</div> + + +<p> <br> </p> + + +<h4><i>Uniform with this Volume</i></h4> + +<h4>POPULAR BALLADS OF THE OLDEN TIME</h4> + +<h4><span class = "smallcaps">First Series.</span> Ballads of +Romance and Chivalry.</h4> + +<p>‘It forms an excellent introduction to a sadly neglected source of +poetry.... We ... hope that it will receive ample +encouragement.’—<i>Athenæum.</i></p> + +<p>‘It will certainly, if carried out as it is begun, constitute a boon +to the lover of poetry.... We shall look with anxiety for the following +volumes of what will surely be the best popular edition in +existence.’—<i>Notes and Queries.</i></p> + +<p>‘There can be nothing but praise for the selection, editing, and +notes, which are all excellent and adequate. It is, in fine, +a valuable volume of what bids fair to be a very valuable +series.’—<i>Academy.</i></p> + +<p>‘The most serviceable edition of the ballads yet published in +England.’—<i>Manchester Guardian.</i></p> + + +<h4 class = "section"><span class = "smallcaps">Second Series.</span> + Ballads of Mystery and Miracle and Fyttes of Mirth.</h4> + +<p>‘Even more interesting than the first.’—<i>Athenæum.</i></p> + +<p>‘The augmenting series will prove an inestimable +boon.’—<i>Notes and Queries.</i></p> + +<p>‘It includes many beautiful and well-known ballads, and no pains have +been spared by the editor in producing them, so far as may be, in their +entirety.’—<i>World.</i></p> + +<p>‘The second volume ... carries out the promise of the first.... Even +after Professor Kittredge’s compressed edition of Child, ... Mr. +Sidgwick’s work abundantly justifies its existence.’—<i>Manchester +Guardian.</i></p> + +<p class = "mynote"> +The “First Series” is available from Project Gutenberg as <a href = +"http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/20469" target = "_blank">e-text +#20469</a>. The “Second Series” is in preparation as of February +2007.</p> + +<p class = "illustration"> +<a name = "frontis" id = "frontis"> </a> +<img src = "images/frontis_thumb.png" width = "256" height = "373" +alt = "map of border country" +title = "Map to Illustrate Border Ballads"> +<br> +<i>Sidgwick’s ‘Popular Ballads,’ Series III.</i>, 1906. +</p> + +<div class = "mynote"> + +<p>Colored for clarity:</p> + +<p class = "inset"> +<i>Rivers</i> Tweed, Tyne (blue)<br> +<i>Cities</i> Edinburgh, Newcastle, Carlyle (red)<br> +<i>Border</i> (brown)</p> + +<p align = "center"> +<a href = "images/frontis_large.png" target = "_blank"> +Larger Map (uncolored)</a></p> + +</div> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<div class = "titlepage"> + +<h1>POPULAR BALLADS</h1> +<h2>OF THE OLDEN TIME</h2> + +<p> </p> + +<h3>SELECTED AND EDITED<br> +BY FRANK SIDGWICK</h3> + +<p> </p> + +<h3>Third Series. Ballads of<br> +Scottish Tradition and<br> +Romance</h3> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<p>‘I wadna gi’e ae wheeple of a whaup for a’ the nichtingales in +England.’</p> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<h5 class = "extended">A. H. BULLEN</h5> +<h5>47 Great Russell Street<br> +London. MCMIII</h5> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<hr class = "mid"> + +<p>‘<span class = "smallcaps">It</span> is impossible that anything +should be universally tasted and approved by a Multitude, tho’ they are +only the Rabble of a Nation, which hath not in it some peculiar Aptness +to please and gratify the Mind of Man.’</p> + +<p align = "right"> +<span class = "smallcaps">Addison.</span></p> + +</div> + +<hr class = "mid"> + +<span class = "pagenum">v</span> +<a name = "pagev" id = "pagev"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter">CONTENTS</h4> + + +<table class = "toc" summary = "table of contents"> +<tr> +<td></td> +<td class = "number smallroman">PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallcaps"><a href = "#frontis"> +Map to illustrate Border Ballads</a></td> +<td class = "number"><i>Frontispiece</i></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallcaps"><a href = "#preface"> +Preface</a></td> +<td class = "number">vii</td> +<tr> +<td class = "smallcaps"><a href = "#thirdseries"> +Ballads in the Third Series</a></td> +<td class = "number">ix</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman" colspan = "2"> </td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE HUNTING OF THE CHEVIOT</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page1">1</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page16">16</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +JOHNIE ARMSTRONG</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page30">30</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE BRAES OF YARROW</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page34">34</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE TWA BROTHERS</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page37">37</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE OUTLYER BOLD</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page40">40</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +MARY HAMILTON</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page44">44</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +KINMONT WILLIE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page49">49</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE LAIRD O’ LOGIE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page58">58</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +CAPTAIN CAR</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page62">62</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +SIR PATRICK SPENCE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page68">68</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +FLODDEN FIELD</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page71">71</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +DICK O’ THE COW</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page75">75</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +SIR HUGH IN THE GRIME’S DOWNFALL</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page89">89</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE DEATH OF PARCY REED</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page93">93</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +BEWICK AND GRAHAME</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page101">101</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE FIRE OF FRENDRAUGHT</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page112">112</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +GEORDIE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page118">118</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE BARON OF BRACKLEY</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page122">122</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +<span class = "pagenum">vi</span> +<a name = "pagevi" id = "pagevi"> </a> +THE GIPSY LADDIE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page129">129</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page133">133</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +SIR JAMES THE ROSE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page135">135</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +CLYDE’S WATER</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page140">140</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +KATHARINE JAFFRAY</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page145">145</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +LIZIE LINDSAY</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page148">148</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE GARDENER</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page153">153</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +JOHN O’ THE SIDE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page156">156</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +JAMIE DOUGLAS</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page164">164</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "inset"> +Waly, waly gin love be bonny</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page168">168</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE HEIR OF LINNE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page170">170</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +EARL BOTHWELL</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page177">177</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +DURHAM FIELD</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page181">181</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE BATTLE OF HARLAW</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page194">194</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE LAIRD OF KNOTTINGTON</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page200">200</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +THE WHUMMIL BORE</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page204">204</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallroman"> +LORD MAXWELL’S LAST GOODNIGHT</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page206">206</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallcaps">Appendix—</td> +<td></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "inset"> +The Jolly Juggler</td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page211">211</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td class = "smallcaps"><a href = "#titles"> +Index of Titles</a></td> +<td class = "number">217</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td class = "smallcaps"><a href = "#firstlines"> +Index of First Lines</a></td> +<td class = "number">219</td> +</tr> +</table> + + + +<span class = "pagenum">vii</span> +<a name = "pagevii" id = "pagevii"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"><a name = "preface" id = "preface"> +PREFACE</a></h4> + + +<p><span class = "firstword">Although</span> a certain number of the +ballads in +this volume belong to England as much as to Scotland, the greater number +are so intimately connected with Scottish history and tradition, that it +would have been rash (to say the least) for a Southron to have +ventured across the border unaided. It is therefore more than a pleasure +to record my thanks to my friend Mr. A. Francis Steuart of +Edinburgh, to whom I have submitted the proofs of these ballads. His +extensive and peculiar knowledge of Scottish history and genealogy has +been of the greatest service throughout.</p> + +<p>I must also thank Mr. C. G. Tennant for assistance with the map +given as frontispiece; and my unknown friend, Messrs. Constable’s +reader, has supplied valuable help in detail.</p> + +<p>My self-imposed scheme of classification by subject-matter becomes no +easier as the end of my task approaches. The Fourth Series will consist +mainly of ballads of Robin Hood and +<span class = "pagenum">viii</span> +<a name = "pageviii" id = "pageviii"> </a> +other outlaws, including a few pirates. The projected class of ‘Sea +Ballads’ has thus been split; <i>Sir Patrick Spence</i>, for example, +appears in this volume. A few ballads defy classification, and will +have to appear, if at all, in a miscellaneous section.</p> + +<p>The labour of reducing to modern spelling several ballads from the +seventeenth-century orthography of the Percy Folio is compensated, +I hope, by the quaint and spirited result. These lively ballads are +now presented for the first time in this popular form.</p> + +<p>In <i>The Jolly Juggler</i>, given in the Appendix, I claim to +have discovered a new ballad, which has not yet been treated as such, +though I make bold to think Professor Child would have included it in +his collection had he known of it. I trust that the publicity thus +given to it will attract the attention of experts more competent than +myself to annotate and illustrate it as it deserves.</p> + +<p align = "right">F. S.</p> + + + + +<span class = "pagenum">ix</span> +<a name = "pageix" id = "pageix"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"><a name = "thirdseries" id = "thirdseries"> +BALLADS IN THE THIRD SERIES</a></h4> + +<p><span class = "firstword">I have</span> hesitated to use the term +‘historical’ in choosing a general title for the ballads in this volume, +although, if the word can be applied to any popular ballads, it would be +applied with most justification to a large number of these ballads of +Scottish and Border tradition. ‘Some ballads are historical, or at least +are founded on actual occurrences. In such cases, we have a manifest +point of departure for our chronological investigation. The ballad is +likely to have sprung up shortly after the event, and to represent the +common rumo[u]r of the time. Accuracy is not to be expected, and indeed +too great historical fidelity in detail is rather a ground of suspicion +than a certificate of the genuinely popular character of the piece.... +Two cautionary observations are necessary. Since history repeats itself, +the possibility and even the probability must be entertained that every +now and then a ballad which had been in circulation for some time was +adapted to the circumstances of a recent occurrence, and has +<span class = "pagenum">x</span> +<a name = "pagex" id = "pagex"> </a> +come down to us only in such an adaptation. It is also far from +improbable that many ballads which appear to have no definite +localization or historical antecedents may be founded on fact, since one +of the marked tendencies of popular narrative poetry is to alter or +eliminate specific names of persons and places in the course of oral +tradition.’<a class = "tag" name = "tag1" id = "tag1" href = +"#note1">1</a></p> + +<p>Warned by these wise words, we may, perhaps, select the following +ballads from the present volume as ‘historical, or at least founded on +actual occurrences.’</p> + +<p>(i) This section, which we may call ‘Historical,’ includes <i>The +Hunting of the Cheviot</i>, <i>The Battle of Otterburn</i>, <i>Mary +Hamilton</i>, <i>The Laird o’ Logie</i>, <i>Captain Car</i>, <i>Flodden +Field</i>, <i>The Fire of Frendraught</i>, <i>Bessy Bell and Mary +Gray</i>, <i>Jamie Douglas</i>, <i>Earl Bothwell</i>, <i>Durham +Field</i>, <i>The Battle of Harlaw</i>, and <i>Lord Maxwell’s Last +Goodnight</i>. Probably we should add <i>The Death of Parcy Reed</i>; +possibly <i>Geordie</i> and <i>The Gipsy Laddie</i>. More doubtful still +is <i>Sir Patrick Spence</i>; and +<span class = "pagenum">xi</span> +<a name = "pagexi" id = "pagexi"> </a> +<i>The Baron of Brackley</i> confuses two historical events.</p> + +<p>(ii) From the above section I have eliminated those which may be +separately classified as ‘Border Ballads.’ <i>Sir Hugh in the Grime’s +Downfall</i> seems to have some historical foundation, but <i>Bewick and +Grahame</i> has none. A sub-section of ‘Armstrong Ballads’ forms a +good quartet; <i>Johnie Armstrong</i>, <i>Kinmont Willie</i>, <i>Dick o’ +the Cow</i>, and <i>John o’ the Side</i>.</p> + +<p>(iii) In the purely ‘Romantic’ class we may place <i>The Braes of +Yarrow</i>, <i>The Twa Brothers</i>, <i>The Outlyer Bold</i>, <i>Clyde’s +Water</i>, <i>Katharine Jaffray</i>, <i>Lizie Lindsay</i>, <i>The Heir +of Linne</i>, and <i>The Laird of Knottington</i>.</p> + +<p>(iv) There remain a lyrical ballad, <i>The Gardener</i>; a song, +<i>Waly, waly, gin love be bonny</i>; and the nondescript <i>Whummil +Bore</i>. The Appendix contains a ballad, <i>The Jolly Juggler</i>, +which would have come more fittingly in the First Series, had I known of +it in time.</p> + +<p>In the general arrangement, however, the above classes have been +mixed, in order that the reader may browse as he pleases.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note1" id = "note1" href = "#tag1">1.</a> +Introduction (p. xvi) to <i>English and Scottish Popular Ballads, +edited from the Collection of Francis James Child, by Helen Child +Sargent and George Lyman Kittredge</i>, 1905. This admirable +condensation of Child’s five volumes, issued since my Second Series, is +enhanced by Professor Kittredge’s <i>Introduction</i>, the best possible +substitute for the gap left in the larger book by the death of Child +before the completion of his task.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section">I</h5> + +<p>A comparison of the first two ballads in this volume will show the +latitude with which it is +<span class = "pagenum">xii</span> +<a name = "pagexii" id = "pagexii"> </a> +possible for an historical incident to be treated by tradition. The +Battle of Otterburn was fought in 1388; but our two versions belong to +the middle of the sixteenth century. The English <i>Battle of +Otterburn</i> is the more faithful to history, and refers +(35.<sup>2</sup>) to ‘the cronykle’ as authority. <i>The Hunting of the +Cheviot</i> was in the repertory of Richard Sheale (see First Series, +<i>Introduction</i>, xxvii), who ends his version in the regular manner +traditional amongst minstrels. Also, we have the broadside <i>Chevy +Chase</i>, which well illustrates the degradation of a ballad in the +hands of the hack-writers; this may be seen in many collections of +ballads.</p> + +<p><i>Mary Hamilton</i> has a very curious literary history. If, +<i>pendente lite</i>, we may assume the facts to be as suggested, pp. +44-46, it illustrates admirably Professor Kittredge’s warning, quoted +above, that ballads already in circulation may be adapted to the +circumstances of a recent occurrence. But the incidents—betrayal, +child-murder, and consequent execution—cannot have been uncommon +in courts, at least in days of old; and it is quite probable that an +early story was adapted, first to the incident of 1563, and again to the +Russian story of 1718. Perhaps we may remark in passing that it is a +pity that so repugnant a story should be attached to a ballad +<span class = "pagenum">xiii</span> +<a name = "pagexiii" id = "pagexiii"> </a> +containing such beautiful stanzas as the last four.</p> + +<p><i>Captain Car</i> is an English ballad almost contemporary with the +Scottish incident which it records; and, from the fact of its including +a popular burden, we may presume it was adapted to the tune. <i>Bessy +Bell and Mary Gray</i>, which records a piece of Scottish news of no +importance whatever, has become an English nursery rhyme. In <i>Jamie +Douglas</i> an historical fact has been interwoven with a beautiful +lyric. Indeed, the chances of corruption and contamination are +infinite.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section">II</h5> + +<p>The long pathetic ballad of <i>Bewick and Grahame</i> is a link +between the romantic ballads and the ballads of the Border, <i>Sir Hugh +in the Grime’s Downfall</i> connecting the Border ballads with the +‘historical’ ballads. The four splendid ‘Armstrong ballads’ also are +mainly ‘historical,’ though <i>Dick o’ the Cow</i> requires further +elucidation. <i>Kinmont Willie</i> is under suspicion of being the work +of Sir Walter Scott, who alone of all ballad-editors, perhaps, could +have compiled a ballad good enough to deceive posterity. We cannot doubt +the excellence of <i>Kinmont Willie</i>; but it would be tedious, as +well as unprofitable, to collect the hundred details of manner, choice +<span class = "pagenum">xiv</span> +<a name = "pagexiv" id = "pagexiv"> </a> +of words, and expression, which discredit the authenticity of the +ballad.</p> + +<p><i>John o’ the Side</i> has not, I believe, been presented to +readers in its present shape before. It is one of the few instances in +which the English version of a ballad is better than the Scottish.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section">III</h5> + +<p><i>The Braes o’ Yarrow</i> is a good example of the Scottish lyrical +ballad, the continued rhyme being very effective. <i>The Twa +Brothers</i> has become a game, and <i>Lizie Lindsay</i> a song. <i>The +Outlyer Bold</i> is a title I have been forced to give to a version of +the ballad best known as <i>The Bonnie Banks o’ Fordie</i>; this, it is +true, might have come more aptly in the First Series. So also +<i>Katharine Jaffray</i>, which enlarges the lesson taught in <i>The +Cruel Brother</i> (First Series, p. 76), and adds one of its +own.</p> + +<p><i>The Heir of Linne</i> is another of the naïve, delightful ballads +from the Percy Folio, and in general style may be compared with <i>The +Lord of Learne</i> in the Second Series (p. 182).</p> + + +<h5 class = "section">IV</h5> + +<p>Little is to be said of <i>The Gardener</i> or <i>The Whummil +Bore</i>, the former being almost a lyric, and the latter presumably a +fragment. <i>Waly, +<span class = "pagenum">xv</span> +<a name = "pagexv" id = "pagexv"> </a> +waly</i>, is not a ballad at all, and is only included because it has +become confused with <i>Jamie Douglas</i>.</p> + +<p><i>The Jolly Juggler</i> seems to be a discovery, and I commend it to +the notice of those better qualified to deal with it. The curious fifth +line added to each verse may be the work of some +minstrel—a humorous addition to, or comment upon, the +foregoing stanza. Certain Danish ballads exhibit this peculiarity, but I +cannot find any Danish counterpart to the ballad in Prior’s three +volumes.</p> + + + + +<span class = "pagenum">1</span> +<a name = "page1" id = "page1"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE HUNTING OF THE CHEVIOT</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> here given is that of a +<span class = "smallroman">MS.</span> in the Bodleian Library +(Ashmole 48) of about the latter half of the sixteenth century. It +was printed by Hearne, and by Percy in the <i>Reliques</i>, and the +whole <span class = "smallroman">MS.</span> was edited by Thomas Wright +for the Roxburghe Club in 1860. In this <span class = +"smallroman">MS.</span> <i>The Hunting of the Cheviot</i> is +No. viii., and is subscribed ‘Expliceth, quod Rychard Sheale.’ +Sheale is known to have been a minstrel of Tamworth, and it would appear +that much of this <span class = "smallroman">MS.</span> (including +certain poems, no doubt his own) is in his handwriting—probably +the book belonged to him. But the supposition that he was author of the +<i>Hunting of the Cheviot</i>, Child dismisses as ‘preposterous in the +extreme.’</p> + +<p>The other version, far better known as <i>Chevy Chase</i>, is that of +the Percy Folio, published in the <i>Reliques</i>, and among the Pepys, +Douce, Roxburghe, and Bagford collections of ballads. For the sake of +differentiation this may be called the broadside form of the ballad, as +it forms a striking example of the impairment of a traditional ballad +when re-written for the broadside press. Doubtless it is the one known +and commented on by Addison in his famous papers (Nos. 70 and 74) +in the <i>Spectator</i> (1711), but it is not the one referred to by Sir +Philip Sidney in his <i>Apologie</i>. Professor Child doubts if Sidney’s +ballad, ‘being so evill apparelled in the dust and cobwebbes of that +uncivill age,’ is the traditional one here printed, which is +<span class = "pagenum">2</span> +<a name = "page2" id = "page2"> </a> +scarcely the product of an uncivil age; more probably Sidney had heard +it in a rough and ancient form, ‘sung,’ as he says, ‘but by some blind +crouder, with no rougher voyce than rude stile.’ ‘The Hunttis of the +Chevet’ is mentioned as one of the ‘sangis of natural music of the +antiquite’ sung by the shepherds in <i>The Complaynt of Scotland</i>, +a book assigned to 1549.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—The <i>Hunting of +the Cheviot</i> is a later version of the <i>Battle of Otterburn</i>, +and a less conscientious account thereof. Attempts have been made to +identify the <i>Hunting</i> with the Battle of Piperden +(or Pepperden) fought in 1436 between a Percy and a Douglas. But +the present ballad is rather an unauthenticated account of an historical +event, which made a great impression on the public mind. Of that, its +unfailing popularity on both sides of the Border, its constant +appearance in broadside form, and its inclusion in every ballad-book, +give the best witness.</p> + +<p>The notable deed of Witherington (stanza 54) has many parallels. All +will remember the warrior who</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘... when his legs were smitten off</p> +<p>He fought upon his stumps.’</p> +</div> + +<p>Tradition tells an identical story of ‘fair maiden Lilliard’ at the +Battle of Ancrum Muir in 1545. Seneca mentions the feat. It occurs in +the Percy Folio, Sir Graysteel (in <i>Eger and Grine</i>) fighting +on one leg. Johnie Armstrong and Sir Andrew Barton both retire to ‘bleed +awhile’ after being transfixed through the body. Finally, in an early +saga, King Starkathr (Starkad) fights on after his head is cut off.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">3</span> +<a name = "page3" id = "page3"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE HUNTING OF THE CHEVIOT</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>5</sup> ‘magger’ = maugre; <i>i.e.</i> in spite of.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">The</span> Persë owt off Northombarlonde,</p> +<p class = "inset">and avowe to God mayd he</p> +<p>That he wold hunte in the mowntayns</p> +<p class = "inset">off Chyviat within days thre,</p> +<p>In the magger of doughtë Dogles,</p> +<p class = "inset">and all that ever with him be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>4</sup> ‘let,’ hinder.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The fattiste hartes in all Cheviat</p> +<p class = "inset">he sayd he wold kyll, and cary them away:</p> +<p>‘Be my feth,’ sayd the dougheti Doglas agayn,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I wyll let that hontyng yf that I may.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>2</sup> ‘meany,’ band, company.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> ‘the’ = they; so constantly, ‘shyars thre’; the districts +(still called shires) of Holy Island, Norham, and Bamborough.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then the Persë owt off Banborowe cam,</p> +<p class = "inset">with him a myghtee meany,</p> +<p>With fifteen hondrith archares bold off blood and bone;</p> +<p class = "inset">the wear chosen owt of shyars thre.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +This begane on a Monday at morn,</p> +<p class = "inset">in Cheviat the hillys so he;</p> +<p>The chylde may rue that ys vn-born,</p> +<p class = "inset">it wos the mor pittë.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">4</span> +<a name = "page4" id = "page4"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>3</sup> ‘byckarte,’ <i>i.e.</i> bickered, attacked the deer.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The dryvars thorowe the woodës went,</p> +<p class = "inset">for to reas the dear;</p> +<p>Bomen byckarte vppone the bent</p> +<p class = "inset">with ther browd aros cleare.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>1</sup> ‘wyld,’ deer.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>3</sup> <i>i.e.</i> through the groves darted.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then the wyld thorowe the woodës went,</p> +<p class = "inset">on every sydë shear;</p> +<p>Greahondës thorowe the grevis glent,</p> +<p class = "inset">for to kyll thear dear.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>3</sup> ‘oware,’ hour.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +This begane in Chyviat the hyls abone,</p> +<p class = "inset">yerly on a Monnyn-day;</p> +<p>Be that it drewe to the oware off none,</p> +<p class = "inset">a hondrith fat hartës ded ther lay.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>1</sup> ‘mort,’ note of the bugle.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>4</sup> ‘bryttlynge,’ cutting up.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The blewe a mort vppone the bent,</p> +<p class = "inset">the semblyde on sydis shear;</p> +<p>To the quyrry then the Persë went,</p> +<p class = "inset">to se the bryttlynge off the deare.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He sayd, ‘It was the Duglas promys</p> +<p class = "inset">this day to met me hear;</p> +<p>But I wyste he wolde faylle, verament;’</p> +<p class = "inset">a great oth the Persë swear.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +10.<sup>2</sup> shaded his eyes with his hand.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +At the laste a squyar off Northomberlonde</p> +<p class = "inset">lokyde at his hand full ny;</p> +<p>He was war a the doughetie Doglas commynge,</p> +<p class = "inset">with him a myghttë meany.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">5</span> +<a name = "page5" id = "page5"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Both with spear, bylle, and brande,</p> +<p class = "inset">yt was a myghtti sight to se;</p> +<p>Hardyar men, both off hart nor hande,</p> +<p class = "inset">wear not in Cristiantë.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +12.<sup>2</sup> ‘feale,’ fail.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +12.<sup>4</sup> ‘yth,’ in the.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The wear twenti hondrith spear-men good,</p> +<p class = "inset">withoute any feale;</p> +<p>The wear borne along be the watter a Twyde,</p> +<p class = "inset">yth bowndës of Tividale.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>2</sup> ‘boÿs,’ bows.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Leave of the brytlyng of the dear,’ he sayd,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘and to your boÿs lock ye tayk good hede;</p> +<p>For never sithe ye wear on your mothars borne</p> +<p class = "inset">had ye never so mickle nede.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>3</sup> ‘glede,’ glowing coal.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The dougheti Dogglas on a stede,</p> +<p class = "inset">he rode alle his men beforne;</p> +<p>His armor glytteryde as dyd a glede;</p> +<p class = "inset">a boldar barne was never born.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Tell me whos men ye ar,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘or whos men that ye be:</p> +<p>Who gave youe leave to hunte in this Chyviat chays,</p> +<p class = "inset">in the spyt of myn and of me.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">6</span> +<a name = "page6" id = "page6"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The first mane that ever him an answear mayd,</p> +<p class = "inset">yt was the good lord Persë:</p> +<p>‘We wyll not tell the whoys men we ar,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘nor whos men that we be;</p> +<p>But we wyll hounte hear in this chays,</p> +<p class = "inset">in the spyt of thyne and of the.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +17.<sup>4</sup> ‘the ton,’ one or other.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘The fattiste hartës in all Chyviat</p> +<p class = "inset">we have kyld, and cast to carry them away:’</p> +<p>‘Be my troth,’ sayd the doughetë Dogglas agayn,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘therfor the ton of us shall de this day.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then sayd the doughtë Doglas</p> +<p class = "inset">unto the lord Persë:</p> +<p>‘To kyll alle thes giltles men,</p> +<p class = "inset">alas, it wear great pittë!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But, Persë, thowe art a lord of lande,</p> +<p class = "inset">I am a yerle callyd within my contrë;</p> +<p>Let all our men vppone a parti stande,</p> +<p class = "inset">and do the battell off the and of me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +20.<sup>1</sup> ‘cors,’ curse.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Nowe Cristes cors on his crowne,’ sayd the lord Persë,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘who-so-ever ther-to says nay!</p> +<p>Be my troth, doughttë Doglas,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘thow shalt never se that day.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">7</span> +<a name = "page7" id = "page7"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +21.<sup>4</sup> ‘on,’ one.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Nethar in Ynglonde, Skottlonde, nar France,</p> +<p class = "inset">nor for no man of a woman born,</p> +<p>But, and fortune be my chance,</p> +<p class = "inset">I dar met him, on man for on.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespayke a squyar off Northombarlonde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Richard Wytharyngton was his nam:</p> +<p>‘It shall never be told in Sothe-Ynglonde,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘to Kyng Herry the Fourth for sham.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I wat youe byn great lordës twaw,</p> +<p class = "inset">I am a poor squyar of lande:</p> +<p>I wylle never se my captayne fyght on a fylde,</p> +<p class = "inset">and stande my selffe and loocke on,</p> +<p>But whylle I may my weppone welde,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wylle not fayle both hart and hande.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +24.<sup>3</sup> ‘And,’ If.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +That day, that day, that dredfull day!</p> +<p class = "inset">the first fit here I fynde;</p> +<p>And youe wyll here any mor a the hountyng a the Chyviat,</p> +<p class = "inset">yet ys ther mor behynde.</p> + +<p class = "missing first"> .....</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>4</sup> ‘sloughe,’ slew.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Yngglyshe men hade ther bowys yebent,</p> +<p class = "inset">ther hartes wer good yenoughe;</p> +<p>The first off arros that the shote off,</p> +<p class = "inset">seven skore spear-men the sloughe.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">8</span> +<a name = "page8" id = "page8"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>4</sup> ‘wouche,’ evil.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Yet byddys the yerle Doglas vppon the bent,</p> +<p class = "inset">a captayne good yenoughe,</p> +<p>And that was sene verament,</p> +<p class = "inset">for he wrought hom both woo and wouche.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Dogglas partyd his ost in thre,</p> +<p class = "inset">lyk a cheffe cheften off pryde;</p> +<p>With suar spears off myghttë tre,</p> +<p class = "inset">the cum in on every syde:</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thrughe our Yngglyshe archery</p> +<p class = "inset">gave many a wounde fulle wyde;</p> +<p>Many a doughetë the garde to dy,</p> +<p class = "inset">which ganyde them no pryde.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +29.<sup>4</sup> ‘basnites,’ light helmets or skull-caps.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Ynglyshe men let ther boÿs be,</p> +<p class = "inset">and pulde owt brandes that wer brighte;</p> +<p>It was a hevy syght to se</p> +<p class = "inset">bryght swordes on basnites lyght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +30.<sup>1</sup> ‘myneyeple,’ = manople, a kind of long +gauntlet.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +30.<sup>3</sup> ‘freyke,’ man. So 32.<sup>1</sup>, 47.<sup>1</sup>, +etc.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Thorowe ryche male and myneyeple,</p> +<p class = "inset">many sterne the strocke done streght;</p> +<p>Many a freyke that was fulle fre,</p> +<p class = "inset">ther undar foot dyd lyght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +31.<sup>4</sup> ‘myllan,’ Milan steel. Cp. ‘collayne,’ <i>Battle of +Otterburn</i>, 54.<sup>4</sup></p> + +<p class = "first"> +At last the Duglas and the Persë met,</p> +<p class = "inset">lyk to captayns of myght and of mayne;</p> +<p>The swapte togethar tylle the both swat</p> +<p class = "inset">with swordes that wear of fyn myllan.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">9</span> +<a name = "page9" id = "page9"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thes worthë freckys for to fyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">ther-to the wear fulle fayne,</p> +<p>Tylle the bloode owte off thear basnetes sprente,</p> +<p class = "inset">as ever dyd heal or rayn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yelde the, Persë,’ sayde the Doglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘and i feth I shalle the brynge</p> +<p>Wher thowe shalte have a yerls wagis</p> +<p class = "inset">of Jamy our Skottish kynge.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Thou shalte have thy ransom fre,</p> +<p class = "inset">I hight the hear this thinge;</p> +<p>For the manfullyste man yet art thowe</p> +<p class = "inset">that ever I conqueryd in filde fighttynge.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay,’ sayd the lord Persë,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I tolde it the beforne,</p> +<p>That I wolde never yeldyde be</p> +<p class = "inset">to no man of a woman born.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +36.<sup>2</sup> ‘wane.’ One arrow out of a large number.—<span +class = "smallcaps">Skeat.</span></p> + +<p class = "first"> +With that ther cam an arrowe hastely,</p> +<p class = "inset">forthe off a myghttë wane;</p> +<p>Hit hathe strekene the yerle Duglas</p> +<p class = "inset">in at the brest-bane.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thorowe lyvar and longës bathe</p> +<p class = "inset">the sharpe arrowe ys gane,</p> +<p>That never after in all his lyffe-days</p> +<p class = "inset">he spayke mo wordës but ane:</p> +<p>That was, ‘Fyghte ye, my myrry men, whyllys ye may,</p> +<p class = "inset">for my lyff-days ben gan.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">10</span> +<a name = "page10" id = "page10"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +38.<sup>3</sup> Addison compared (Vergil, <i>Aen.</i> x. +823):—<br> +‘Ingemuit miserans graviter dextramque tetendit,’ etc.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Persë leanyde on his brande,</p> +<p class = "inset">and sawe the Duglas de;</p> +<p>He tooke the dede mane by the hande,</p> +<p class = "inset">and sayd, ‘Wo ys me for the!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘To have savyde thy lyffe, I wolde have partyde with</p> +<p class = "inset">my landes for years thre,</p> +<p>For a better man, of hart nare of hande,</p> +<p class = "inset">was nat in all the north contrë.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Off all that se a Skottishe knyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">was callyd Ser Hewe the Monggombyrry;</p> +<p>He sawe the Duglas to the deth was dyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">he spendyd a spear, a trusti tre.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +41.<sup>3</sup> ‘blane,’ lingered.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He rod uppone a corsiare</p> +<p class = "inset">throughe a hondrith archery:</p> +<p>He never stynttyde, nar never blane,</p> +<p class = "inset">tylle he cam to the good lord Persë.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He set uppone the lorde Persë</p> +<p class = "inset">a dynte that was full soare;</p> +<p>With a suar spear of a myghttë tre</p> +<p class = "inset">clean thorow the body he the Persë ber,</p> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "first"> +A the tothar syde that a man myght se</p> +<p class = "inset">a large cloth-yard and mare:</p> +<p>Towe bettar captayns wear nat in Cristiantë</p> +<p class = "inset">then that day slan wear ther.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">11</span> +<a name = "page11" id = "page11"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +44.<sup>2</sup> ‘say,’ saw.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +An archar off Northomberlonde</p> +<p class = "inset">say slean was the lord Persë;</p> +<p>He bar a bende bowe in his hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">was made off trusti tre.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +45.<sup>2</sup> <i>i.e.</i> till the point reached the wood of the +bow.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +An arow, that a cloth-yarde was lang,</p> +<p class = "inset">to the harde stele halyde he;</p> +<p>A dynt that was both sad and soar</p> +<p class = "inset">he sat on Ser Hewe the Monggombyrry.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The dynt yt was both sad and sar,</p> +<p class = "inset">that he of Monggomberry sete;</p> +<p>The swane-fethars that his arrowe bar</p> +<p class = "inset">with his hart-blood the wear wete.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">47.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +47.<sup>3</sup> ‘whylle the myghte dre’ = while they might dree, as long +as they could hold.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ther was never a freake wone foot wolde fle,</p> +<p class = "inset">but still in stour dyd stand,</p> +<p>Heawyng on yche othar, whylle the myghte dre,</p> +<p class = "inset">with many a balfull brande.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">48.</p> +<p class = "first"> +This battell begane in Chyviat</p> +<p class = "inset">an owar befor the none.</p> +<p>And when even-songe bell was rang,</p> +<p class = "inset">the battell was nat half done.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">49.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The tocke ... on ethar hande</p> +<p class = "inset">be the lyght off the mone;</p> +<p>Many hade no strenght for to stande,</p> +<p class = "inset">in Chyviat the hillys abon.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">12</span> +<a name = "page12" id = "page12"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">50.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Of fifteen hondrith archars of Ynglonde</p> +<p class = "inset">went away but seventi and thre;</p> +<p>Of twenti hondrith spear-men of Skotlonde,</p> +<p class = "inset">but even five and fifti.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">51.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But all wear slayne Cheviat within;</p> +<p class = "inset">the hade no strengthe to stand on hy;</p> +<p>The chylde may rue that ys unborne,</p> +<p class = "inset">it was the mor pittë.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">52.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thear was slayne, withe the lord Persë,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sir Johan of Agerstone,</p> +<p>Ser Rogar, the hinde Hartly,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ser Wyllyam, the bolde Hearone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">53.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +53.<sup>1</sup> ‘Loumle,’ Lumley; previously printed Louele +(= Lovel).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ser Jorg, the worthë Loumle,</p> +<p class = "inset">a knyghte of great renowen,</p> +<p>Ser Raff, the ryche Rugbe,</p> +<p class = "inset">with dyntes wear beaten dowene.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">54.</p> +<p class = "first"> +For Wetharryngton my harte was wo,</p> +<p class = "inset">that ever he slayne shulde be;</p> +<p>For when both his leggis wear hewyne in to,</p> +<p class = "inset">yet he knyled and fought on hys kny.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">55.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther was slayne, with the dougheti Duglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ser Hewe the Monggombyrry,</p> +<p>Ser Davy Lwdale, that worthë was,</p> +<p class = "inset">his sistar’s son was he.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">13</span> +<a name = "page13" id = "page13"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">56.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ser Charls a Murrë in that place,</p> +<p class = "inset">that never a foot wolde fle;</p> +<p>Ser Hewe Maxwelle, a lorde he was,</p> +<p class = "inset">with the Doglas dyd he dey.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">57.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +57.<sup>4</sup> ‘makys,’ mates, husbands.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +So on the morrowe the mayde them byears</p> +<p class = "inset">off birch and hasell so gray;</p> +<p>Many wedous, with wepyng tears,</p> +<p class = "inset">cam to fache ther makys away.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">58.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +58.<sup>4</sup> ‘March-parti,’ the Border; so ‘the Marches,’ +59.<sup>3</sup></p> + +<p class = "first"> +Tivydale may carpe off care,</p> +<p class = "inset">Northombarlond may mayk great mon,</p> +<p>For towe such captayns as slayne wear thear</p> +<p class = "inset">on the March-parti shall never be non.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">59.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Word ys commen to Eddenburrowe,</p> +<p class = "inset">to Jamy the Skottishe kynge,</p> +<p>That dougheti Duglas, lyff-tenant of the Marches,</p> +<p class = "inset">he lay slean Chyviot within.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">60.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +60.<sup>1</sup> ‘weal,’ clench(?).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +His handdës dyd he weal and wryng,</p> +<p class = "inset">he sayd, ‘Alas, and woe ys me!</p> +<p>Such an othar captayn Skotland within,’</p> +<p class = "inset">he seyd, ‘ye-feth shuld never be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">61.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Worde ys commyn to lovly Londone,</p> +<p class = "inset">till the fourth Harry our kynge,</p> +<p>That lord Persë, leyff-tenante of the Marchis,</p> +<p class = "inset">he lay slayne Chyviat within.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">14</span> +<a name = "page14" id = "page14"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">62.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘God have merci on his solle,’ sayde Kyng Harry,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘good lord, yf thy will it be!</p> +<p>I have a hondrith captayns in Ynglonde,’ he sayd,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘as good as ever was he:</p> +<p>But, Persë, and I brook my lyffe,</p> +<p class = "inset">thy deth well quyte shall be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">63.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +63.<sup>4</sup> The battle of Homildon Hill, near Wooler, +Northumberland, was fought in 1402. See 1 <i>King Henry IV.</i>, +Act <span class = "smallroman">I</span>. sc. i.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +As our noble kynge mayd his avowe,</p> +<p class = "inset">lyke a noble prince of renowen,</p> +<p>For the deth of the lord Persë</p> +<p class = "inset">he dyde the battell of Hombyll-down;</p> + +<p class = "stanza">64.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Wher syx and thrittë Skottishe knyghtes</p> +<p class = "inset">on a day wear beaten down:</p> +<p>Glendale glytteryde on ther armor bryght,</p> +<p class = "inset">over castille, towar, and town.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">65.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +65.<sup>2</sup> ‘spurn’ = kick(?): Child suggests the +reading:—‘That ear [= e’er] began this spurn!’ as a lament. +But the whole meaning is doubtful.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +This was the hontynge off the Cheviat,</p> +<p class = "inset">that tear begane this spurn;</p> +<p>Old men that knowen the grownde well yenoughe</p> +<p class = "inset">call it the battell of Otterburn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">66.</p> +<p class = "first"> +At Otterburn begane this spurne</p> +<p class = "inset">uppone a Monnynday;</p> +<p>Ther was the doughtë Doglas slean,</p> +<p class = "inset">the Persë never went away.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">15</span> +<a name = "page15" id = "page15"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">67.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +67.<sup>4</sup> as the rain does.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ther was never a tym on the Marche-partës</p> +<p class = "inset">sen the Doglas and the Persë met,</p> +<p>But yt ys mervele and the rede blude ronne not,</p> +<p class = "inset">as the reane doys in the stret.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">68.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +68.<sup>1</sup> ‘our balys bete,’ our misfortunes relieve.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ihesue Crist our balys bete,</p> +<p class = "inset">and to the blys vs brynge!</p> +<p>Thus was the hountynge of the Chivyat:</p> +<p class = "inset">God send vs alle good endyng!</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">16</span> +<a name = "page16" id = "page16"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is given mainly from the +Cotton <span class = "smallroman">MS.</span>, Cleopatra C. iv. +(<i>circa</i> 1550). It was printed by Percy in the fourth edition of +the <i>Reliques</i>; in the first edition he gave it from Harleian <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span> 293, which text also is made use of +here. A separate Scottish ballad was popular at least as early as +1549, and arguments to prove that it was derived from the English ballad +are as inconclusive as those which seek to prove the opposite.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—The battle of +Otterburn was fought on Wednesday, August 19, 1388. The whole story is +given elaborately by Froissart, in his usual lively style, but is far +too long to be inserted here. It may, however, be condensed as +follows.</p> + +<p>The great northern families of Neville and Percy being at variance +owing to the quarrels of Richard <span class = "smallroman">II</span>. +with his uncles, the Scots took the advantage of preparing a raid into +England. Earl Percy, hearing of this, collected the Northumbrian powers; +and, unable to withstand the force of the Scots, determined to make a +counter-raid on the east or west of the border, according as the Scots +should cross. The latter, hearing of the plan through a spy, foiled it +by dividing their army into two parts, the main body under Archibald +Douglas being directed to Carlisle. Three or four hundred picked +men-at-arms, with two thousand archers and others, under James, Earl of +Douglas, Earl of March and Dunbar, and +<span class = "pagenum">17</span> +<a name = "page17" id = "page17"> </a> +the Earl of Murray, were to aim at Newcastle, and burn and ravage the +bishopric of Durham. With the latter alone we are now concerned.</p> + +<p>With his small army the Earl of Douglas passed rapidly through +Northumberland, crossed the Tyne near Brancepeth, wasted the country as +far as the gates of Durham, and returned to Newcastle as rapidly as they +had advanced. Several skirmishes took place at the barriers of the town: +and in one of these Sir Henry Percy (Hotspur) was personally opposed to +Douglas. After an obstinate struggle the Earl won the pennon of the +English leader, and boasted that he would carry it to Scotland, and set +it high on his castle of Dalkeith. ‘That,’ cried Hotspur, ‘no Douglas +shall ever do, and ere you leave Northumberland you shall have small +cause to boast.’ ‘Your pennon,’ answered Douglas, ‘shall this night be +placed before my tent; come and win it if you can.’ But the Scots were +suffered to retreat without any hostile attempts on the part of the +English, and accordingly, after destroying the tower of Ponteland, they +came on the second day to the castle of Otterburn, situated in +Redesdale, about thirty-two miles from Newcastle. The rest may be read +in the ballad.</p> + +<p>‘Of all the battayles,’ says Froissart, ‘that I have made mention of +here before, in all thys hystorye, great or small, thys battayle was one +of the sorest, and best foughten, without cowards or faint hertes: for +ther was nother knyght nor squyre but that dyde hys devoyre, and fought +hand to hand.’</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">18</span> +<a name = "page18" id = "page18"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>3</sup> ‘bowynd,’ hied.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Yt</span> fell abowght the Lamasse tyde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Whan husbondes Wynnes ther haye,</p> +<p>The dowghtye Dowglasse bowynd hym to ryde,</p> +<p class = "inset">In Ynglond to take a praye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>4</sup> ‘raysse,’ raid.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The yerlle of Fyffe, wythowghten stryffe,</p> +<p class = "inset">He bowynd hym over Sulway;</p> +<p>The grete wolde ever to-gether ryde;</p> +<p class = "inset">That raysse they may rewe for aye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3. ‘Hoppertope,’ Ottercap (now Ottercaps) Hill, in the parish of Kirk +Whelpington, Tynedale Ward, Northumberland. ‘Rodclyffe crage’ (now +Rothby Crags), a cliff near Rodeley, south-east of Ottercap. ‘Grene +Lynton,’ a corruption of Green Leyton, south-east of Rodely.—<span +class = "smallcaps">Percy</span>.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Over Hoppertope hyll they cam in,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so down by Rodclyffe crage;</p> +<p>Vpon Grene Lynton they lyghted dowyn,</p> +<p class = "inset">Styrande many a stage.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And boldely brente Northomberlond,</p> +<p class = "inset">And haryed many a towyn;</p> +<p>They dyd owr Ynglyssh men grete wrange,</p> +<p class = "inset">To battell that were not bowyn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Than spake a berne vpon the bent,</p> +<p class = "inset">Of comforte that was not colde,</p> +<p>And sayd, ‘We have brente Northomberlond,</p> +<p class = "inset">We have all welth in holde.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>1</sup> ‘berne,’ man.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">19</span> +<a name = "page19" id = "page19"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now we have haryed all Bamborowe schyre,</p> +<p class = "inset">All the welth in the world have wee;</p> +<p>I rede we ryde to Newe Castell,</p> +<p class = "inset">So styll and stalworthlye.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Vpon the morowe, when it was day,</p> +<p class = "inset">The standerds schone full bryght;</p> +<p>To the Newe Castell the toke the waye,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thether they cam full ryght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>1</sup> Sir Henry Percy (Hotspur), killed at Shrewsbury fifteen +years after Otterburn.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>3</sup> ‘march-man,’ borderer. Percy is said to have been +appointed Governor of Berwick and Warden of the Marches in 1385.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Syr Henry Perssy laye at the New Castell,</p> +<p class = "inset">I tell yow wythowtten drede;</p> +<p>He had byn a march-man all hys dayes,</p> +<p class = "inset">And kepte Barwyke upon Twede.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +To the Newe Castell when they cam,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Skottes they cryde on hyght,</p> +<p>‘Syr Hary Perssy, and thow byste within,</p> +<p class = "inset">Com to the fylde, and fyght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For we have brente Northomberlonde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thy erytage good and ryght,</p> +<p>And syne my logeyng I have take,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth my brande dubbyd many a knyght.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Syr Harry Perssy cam to the walles,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Skottyssch oste for to se,</p> +<p>And sayd, ‘And thow hast brente Northomberlond,</p> +<p class = "inset">Full sore it rewyth me.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">20</span> +<a name = "page20" id = "page20"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +12.<sup>4</sup> ‘The tone,’ one or other.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Yf thou hast haryed all Bamborowe schyre,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thow hast done me grete envye;</p> +<p>For the trespasse thow hast me done,</p> +<p class = "inset">The tone of vs schall dye.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where schall I byde the?’ sayd the Dowglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Or where wylte thow com to me?’</p> +<p>‘At Otterborne, in the hygh way,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ther mast thow well logeed be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>1</sup> ‘I have harde say that Chivet Hills stretchethe <span +class = "smallroman">XX</span> miles. Theare is greate plente of Redde +Dere, and Roo Bukkes.’—<i>Leland’s Itinerary.</i></p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘The roo full rekeles ther sche rinnes,</p> +<p class = "inset">To make the game and glee;</p> +<p>The fawken and the fesaunt both,</p> +<p class = "inset">Amonge the holtes on hye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +15.<sup>3</sup> ‘the tyll’ = thee till, to thee.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Ther mast thow haue thy welth at wyll,</p> +<p class = "inset">Well looged ther mast be;</p> +<p>Yt schall not be long or I com the tyll,’</p> +<p class = "inset">Sayd Syr Harry Perssye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ther schall I byde the,’ sayd the Dowglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘By the fayth of my bodye’:</p> +<p>‘Thether schall I com,’ sayd Syr Harry Perssy,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘My trowth I plyght to the.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">21</span> +<a name = "page21" id = "page21"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +A pype of wyne he gaue them over the walles,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow saye;</p> +<p>Ther he mayd the Dowglasse drynke,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all hys ost that daye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Dowglas turnyd hym homewarde agayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth withowghten naye;</p> +<p>He toke his logeyng at Oterborne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Vpon a Wedynsday.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>1</sup> ‘pyght,’ fixed.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +And ther he pyght hys standerd dowyn,</p> +<p class = "inset">Hys gettyng more and lesse,</p> +<p>And syne he warned hys men to goo</p> +<p class = "inset">To chose ther geldynges gresse.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +A Skottysshe knyght hoved vpon the bent,</p> +<p class = "inset">A wache I dare well saye;</p> +<p>So was he ware on the noble Perssy</p> +<p class = "inset">In the dawnyng of the daye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He prycked to hys pavyleon-dore,</p> +<p class = "inset">As faste as he myght ronne;</p> +<p>‘Awaken, Dowglas,’ cryed the knyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For hys love that syttes in trone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +22.<sup>2</sup> ‘wynne,’ pleasure.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Awaken, Dowglas,’ cryed the knyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For thow maste waken wyth wynne;</p> +<p>Yender haue I spyed the prowde Perssye,</p> +<p class = "inset">And seven stondardes wyth hym.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">22</span> +<a name = "page22" id = "page22"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay by my trowth,’ the Dowglas sayed,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘It ys but a fayned taylle;</p> +<p>He durst not loke on my brede banner</p> +<p class = "inset">For all Ynglonde so haylle.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +24.<sup>4</sup> <i>i.e.</i> he could not give me my fill (of +defeat).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Was I not yesterdaye at the Newe Castell,</p> +<p class = "inset">That stondes so fayre on Tyne?</p> +<p>For all the men the Perssy had,</p> +<p class = "inset">He coude not garre me ones to dyne.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>2</sup> <i>i.e.</i> to see if it were false.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He stepped owt at his pavelyon-dore,</p> +<p class = "inset">To loke and it were lesse:</p> +<p>‘Araye yow, lordynges, one and all,</p> +<p class = "inset">For here begynnes no peysse.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>1</sup> ‘eme,’ uncle.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>3</sup> ‘cawte,’ wary.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘The yerle of Mentaye, thow arte my eme,</p> +<p class = "inset">The fowarde I gyve to the:</p> +<p>The yerlle of Huntlay, cawte and kene,</p> +<p class = "inset">He schall be wyth the.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The lorde of Bowghan, in armure bryght,</p> +<p class = "inset">On the other hand he schall be;</p> +<p>Lord Jhonstoune and Lorde Maxwell,</p> +<p class = "inset">They to schall be with me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Swynton, fayre fylde vpon your pryde!</p> +<p class = "inset">To batell make yow bowen</p> +<p>Syr Davy Skotte, Syr Water Stewarde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Syr Jhon of Agurstone!’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">23</span> +<a name = "page23" id = "page23"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +29.<sup>4</sup> ‘hyght,’ promised.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Perssy cam byfore hys oste,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wych was ever a gentyll knyght;</p> +<p>Vpon the Dowglas lowde can he crye,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I wyll holde that I haue hyght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For thou haste brente Northomberlonde,</p> +<p class = "inset">And done me grete envye;</p> +<p>For thys trespasse thou hast me done,</p> +<p class = "inset">The tone of vs schall dye.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Dowglas answerde hym agayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth grett wurdes vpon hye,</p> +<p>And sayd, ‘I have twenty agaynst thy one,</p> +<p class = "inset">Byholde, and thou maste see.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +32.<sup>4</sup> ‘schoote,’ dismissed.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Wyth that the Perssy was grevyd sore,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow saye:</p> +<p>He lyghted dowyn vpon his foote,</p> +<p class = "inset">And schoote hys horsse clene awaye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +33.<sup>2</sup> <i>i.e.</i> who was ever royal among the rout.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Every man sawe that he dyd soo,</p> +<p class = "inset">That ryall was ever in rowght;</p> +<p>Every man schoote hys horsse hym froo,</p> +<p class = "inset">And lyght hym rowynde abowght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thus Syr Hary Perssye toke the fylde,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow saye;</p> +<p>Jhesu Cryste in hevyn on hyght</p> +<p class = "inset">Dyd helpe hym well that daye.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">24</span> +<a name = "page24" id = "page24"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +35.<sup>2</sup> ‘layne,’ lie; so 40.<sup>2</sup></p> + +<p class = "first"> +But nyne thowzand, ther was no moo,</p> +<p class = "inset">The cronykle wyll not layne;</p> +<p>Forty thowsande of Skottes and fowre</p> +<p class = "inset">That day fowght them agayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But when the batell byganne to joyne,</p> +<p class = "inset">In hast ther cam a knyght;</p> +<p>The letters fayre furth hath he tayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thus he sayd full ryght:</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My lorde your father he gretes yow well,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth many a noble knyght;</p> +<p>He desyres yow to byde</p> +<p class = "inset">That he may see thys fyght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The Baron of Grastoke ys com out of the west,</p> +<p class = "inset">With hym a noble companye;</p> +<p>All they loge at your fathers thys nyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the batell fayne wolde they see.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For Jhesus love,’ sayd Syr Harye Perssy,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That dyed for yow and me,</p> +<p>Wende to my lorde my father agayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">And saye thow sawe me not wyth yee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My trowth ys plyght to yonne Skottysh knyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">It nedes me not to layne,</p> +<p>That I schalde byde hym upon thys bent,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I have hys trowth agayne.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">25</span> +<a name = "page25" id = "page25"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +41.<sup>1</sup> <i>i.e.</i> if I wend off this ground.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘And if that I weynde of thys growende,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth, onfowghten awaye,</p> +<p>He wolde me call but a kowarde knyght</p> +<p class = "inset">In hys londe another daye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +42.<sup>1</sup> <i>i.e.</i> I had rather be flayed.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Yet had I lever to be rynde and rente,</p> +<p class = "inset">By Mary, that mykkel maye,</p> +<p>Then ever my manhood schulde be reprovyd</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth a Skotte another daye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +43.<sup>3</sup> ‘waryson,’ reward.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Wherefore schote, archars, for my sake,</p> +<p class = "inset">And let scharpe arowes flee:</p> +<p>Mynstrell, playe up for your waryson,</p> +<p class = "inset">And well quyt it schall bee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +44.<sup>2</sup> ‘marke hym,’ commit himself (by signing the cross).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Every man thynke on hys trewe-love,</p> +<p class = "inset">And marke hym to the Trenite;</p> +<p>For to God I make myne avowe</p> +<p class = "inset">Thys day wyll I not flee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The blodye harte in the Dowglas armes,</p> +<p class = "inset">Hys standerde stood on hye,</p> +<p>That every man myght full well knowe;</p> +<p class = "inset">By syde stode starrës thre.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The whyte lyon on the Ynglyssh perte,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow sayne,</p> +<p>The lucettes and the cressawntes both;</p> +<p class = "inset">The Skottes faught them agayne.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">26</span> +<a name = "page26" id = "page26"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">47.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Vpon Sent Androwe lowde can they crye,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thrysse they schowte on hyght,</p> +<p>And syne merked them one owr Ynglysshe men,</p> +<p class = "inset">As I haue tolde yow ryght.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">48.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Sent George the bryght, owr ladyes knyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">To name they were full fayne:</p> +<p>Owr Ynglyssh men they cryde on hyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thrysse the schowtte agayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">49.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Wyth that scharpe arowes bygan to flee,</p> +<p class = "inset">I tell yow in sertayne;</p> +<p>Men of armes byganne to joyne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Many a dowghty man was ther slayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">50.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +50.<sup>4</sup> ‘collayne,’ of Cologne steel. Cp. ‘myllan,’ <i>Hunting +of the Cheviot</i>, 31.<sup>4</sup></p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Perssy and the Dowglas mette,</p> +<p class = "inset">That ether of other was fayne;</p> +<p>They swapped together whyll that the swette,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth swordes of fyne collayne:</p> + +<p class = "stanza">51.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +51.<sup>2</sup> ‘roke,’ reek, vapour.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Tyll the bloode from ther bassonnettes ranne,</p> +<p class = "inset">As the roke doth in the rayne;</p> +<p>‘Yelde the to me,’ sayd the Dowglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Or elles thow schalt be slayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">52.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For I see by thy bryght bassonet,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thow arte sum man of myght;</p> +<p>And so I do by thy burnysshed brande;</p> +<p class = "inset">Thow arte an yerle, or elles a knyght.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">27</span> +<a name = "page27" id = "page27"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">53.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘By my good faythe,’ sayd the noble Perssye,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Now haste thou rede full ryght;</p> +<p>Yet wyll I never yelde me to the,</p> +<p class = "inset">Whyll I may stonde and fyght.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">54.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They swapped together whyll that they swette,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth swordës scharpe and long;</p> +<p>Ych on other so faste thee beette,</p> +<p class = "inset">Tyll ther helmes cam in peyses dowyn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">55.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +55.<sup>2</sup> ‘stounde,’ moment of time, hour.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Perssy was a man of strenghth,</p> +<p class = "inset">I tell yow, in thys stounde;</p> +<p>He smote the Dowglas at the swordes length</p> +<p class = "inset">That he fell to the growynde.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">56.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The sworde was scharpe, and sore can byte,</p> +<p class = "inset">I tell yow in sertayne;</p> +<p>To the harte he cowde hym smyte,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thus was the Dowglas slayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">57.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The stonderdes stode styll on eke a syde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth many a grevous grone;</p> +<p>Ther the fowght the day, and all the nyght,</p> +<p class = "inset">And many a dowghty man was slayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">58.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +58.<sup>3</sup> ‘drye’ = dree, endure.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ther was no freke that ther wolde flye,</p> +<p class = "inset">But styffely in stowre can stond,</p> +<p>Ychone hewyng on other whyll they myght drye,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth many a bayllefull bronde.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">28</span> +<a name = "page28" id = "page28"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">59.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther was slayne vpon the Skottës syde,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth and sertenly,</p> +<p>Syr James a Dowglas ther was slayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">That day that he cowde dye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">60.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +60.<sup>2</sup> ‘grysely,’ frightfully, grievously.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The yerlle of Mentaye he was slayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Grysely groned upon the growynd;</p> +<p>Syr Davy Skotte, Syr Water Stewarde,</p> +<p class = "inset">Syr Jhon of Agurstoune.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">61.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Syr Charllës Morrey in that place,</p> +<p class = "inset">That never a fote wold flee;</p> +<p>Syr Hewe Maxwell, a lord he was,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth the Dowglas dyd he dye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">62.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther was slayne upon the Skottës syde,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow saye,</p> +<p>Of fowre and forty thowsande Scottes</p> +<p class = "inset">Went but eyghtene awaye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">63.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther was slayne upon the Ynglysshe syde,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth and sertenlye,</p> +<p>A gentell knyght, Syr Jhon Fechewe,</p> +<p class = "inset">Yt was the more pety.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">64.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Syr James Hardbotell ther was slayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">For hym ther hartes were sore;</p> +<p>The gentyll Lovell ther was slayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">That the Perssys standerd bore.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">65.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther was slayne upon the Ynglyssh perte,</p> +<p class = "inset">For soth as I yow saye,</p> +<p>Of nyne thowsand Ynglyssh men</p> +<p class = "inset">Fyve hondert cam awaye.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">29</span> +<a name = "page29" id = "page29"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">66.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The other were slayne in the fylde;</p> +<p class = "inset">Cryste kepe ther sowlles from wo!</p> +<p>Seyng ther was so fewe fryndes</p> +<p class = "inset">Agaynst so many a foo.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">67.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +67.<sup>4</sup> ‘makes,’ mates.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then on the morne they mayde them beerys</p> +<p class = "inset">Of byrch and haysell graye;</p> +<p>Many a wydowe, wyth wepyng teyres,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ther makes they fette awaye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">68.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thys fraye bygan at Otterborne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Bytwene the nyght and the day;</p> +<p>Ther the Dowglas lost hys lyffe,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the Perssy was lede awaye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">69.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +69.<sup>4</sup> ‘borowed,’ ransomed, set free.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then was ther a Scottysh prisoner tayne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Syr Hewe Mongomery was hys name;</p> +<p>For soth as I yow saye,</p> +<p class = "inset">He borowed the Perssy home agayne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">70.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now let us all for the Perssy praye</p> +<p class = "inset">To Jhesu most of myght,</p> +<p>To bryng hys sowlle to the blysse of heven,</p> +<p class = "inset">For he was a gentyll knyght.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">30</span> +<a name = "page30" id = "page30"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +JOHNIE ARMSTRONG</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is taken from <i>Wit +Restor’d</i>, 1658, where it is called <i>A Northern Ballet</i>. +From the same collection comes the version of <i>Little Musgrave and +Lady Barnard</i> given in First Series, p. 19. The version +popularly known as <i>Johnny Armstrong’s Last Good-Night</i>, so dear to +Goldsmith, and sung by the Vicar of Wakefield, is a broadside found in +most of the well-known collections.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> of the ballad has the +authority of more than one chronicle, and is attributed to the year +1530. James <span class = "smallroman">V.</span>, in spite of the +promise ‘to doe no wrong’ in his large and long letter, appears to have +been incensed at the splendour of ‘Jonnë’s’ retinue. It seems curious +that the outlaw should have been a Westmoreland man; but the +<i>Cronicles of Scotland</i> say that ‘from the Scots border to +Newcastle of England, there was not one, of whatsoever estate, but paid +to this John Armstrong a tribute, to be free of his cumber, he was so +doubtit in England.’ Jonnë’s offer in the stanza 16.<sup>3,4</sup>, may +be compared to the similar feat of Sir Andrew Barton.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +JOHNIE ARMSTRONG</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> dwelt a man in faire +Westmerland,</p> +<p class = "inset">Jonnë Armestrong men did him call,</p> +<p>He had nither lands nor rents coming in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Yet he kept eight score men in his hall.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">31</span> +<a name = "page31" id = "page31"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He had horse and harness for them all,</p> +<p class = "inset">Goodly steeds were all milke-white;</p> +<p>O the golden bands an about their necks,</p> +<p class = "inset">And their weapons, they were all alike.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Newes then was brought unto the king</p> +<p class = "inset">That there was sicke a won as hee,</p> +<p>That livëd lyke a bold out-law,</p> +<p class = "inset">And robbëd all the north country.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The king he writt an a letter then,</p> +<p class = "inset">A letter which was large and long;</p> +<p>He signëd it with his owne hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he promised to doe him no wrong.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When this letter came Jonnë untill,</p> +<p class = "inset">His heart it was as blyth as birds on the tree:</p> +<p>‘Never was I sent for before any king,</p> +<p class = "inset">My father, my grandfather, nor none but mee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And if wee goe the king before,</p> +<p class = "inset">I would we went most orderly;</p> +<p>Every man of you shall have his scarlet cloak,</p> +<p class = "inset">Laced with silver laces three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Every won of you shall have his velvett coat,</p> +<p class = "inset">Laced with sillver lace so white;</p> +<p>O the golden bands an about your necks,</p> +<p class = "inset">Black hatts, white feathers, all alyke.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">32</span> +<a name = "page32" id = "page32"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +By the morrow morninge at ten of the clock,</p> +<p class = "inset">Towards Edenburough gon was hee,</p> +<p>And with him all his eight score men;</p> +<p class = "inset">Good lord, it was a goodly sight for to see!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When Jonnë came befower the king,</p> +<p class = "inset">He fell downe on his knee;</p> +<p>‘O pardon, my soveraine leige,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘O pardon my eight score men and mee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Thou shalt have no pardon, thou traytor strong,</p> +<p class = "inset">For thy eight score men nor thee;</p> +<p>For to-morrow morning by ten of the clock,</p> +<p class = "inset">Both thou and them shall hang on the +gallow-tree.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But Jonnë looked over his left shoulder,</p> +<p class = "inset">Good Lord, what a grevious look looked hee!</p> +<p>Saying, ‘Asking grace of a graceles face—</p> +<p class = "inset">Why there is none for you nor me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But Jonnë had a bright sword by his side,</p> +<p class = "inset">And it was made of the mettle so free,</p> +<p>That had not the king stept his foot aside,</p> +<p class = "inset">He had smitten his head from his faire boddë.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Saying, ‘Fight on, my merry men all,</p> +<p class = "inset">And see that none of you be taine;</p> +<p>For rather than men shall say we were hange’d,</p> +<p class = "inset">Let them report how we were slaine.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">33</span> +<a name = "page33" id = "page33"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then, God wott, faire Eddenburrough rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so besett poore Jonnë rounde,</p> +<p>That fowerscore and tenn of Jonnë’s best men</p> +<p class = "inset">Lay gasping all upon the ground.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then like a mad man Jonnë laide about,</p> +<p class = "inset">And like a mad man then fought hee,</p> +<p>Untill a falce Scot came Jonnë behinde,</p> +<p class = "inset">And runn him through the faire boddee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Saying, ‘Fight on, my merry men all,</p> +<p class = "inset">And see that none of you be taine;</p> +<p>For I will stand by and bleed but awhile,</p> +<p class = "inset">And then will I come and fight againe.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Newes then was brought to young Jonnë Armestrong</p> +<p class = "inset">As he stood by his nurse’s knee,</p> +<p>Who vowed if ere he live’d for to be a man,</p> +<p class = "inset">O’ the treacherous Scots reveng’d hee’d be.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">34</span> +<a name = "page34" id = "page34"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE BRAES OF YARROW</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> was communicated to Percy +by Dr. Robertson of Edinburgh, but it did not appear in the +<i>Reliques</i>.</p> + +<p>In 9.<sup>1</sup>, ‘Then’ is doubtless an interpolation, as are the +words ‘Now Douglas’ in 11.<sup>1</sup> But on the whole it is the best +text of the fifteen or twenty variants.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—James Hogg and Sir +Walter Scott referred the ballad to two different sources, the former +legendary, and the latter historical. It has always been very popular in +Scotland, and besides the variants there are in existence several +imitations, such as the well-known poem of William Hamilton, ‘Busk ye, +busk ye, my bonny bonny bride.’ This was printed in vol. ii. of +Percy’s <i>Reliques</i>.</p> + +<p>About half the known variants make the hero and heroine man and wife, +the other half presenting them as unmarried lovers.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE BRAES OF YARROW</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">‘I</span> dreamed a dreary dream this +night,</p> +<p class = "inset">That fills my heart wi’ sorrow;</p> +<p>I dreamed I was pouing the heather green</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O true-luve mine, stay still and dine,</p> +<p class = "inset">As ye ha’ done before, O;’</p> +<p>‘O I’ll be hame by hours nine,</p> +<p class = "inset">And frae the braes of Yarrow.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">35</span> +<a name = "page35" id = "page35"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I dreamed a dreary dream this night,</p> +<p class = "inset">That fills my heart wi’ sorrow;</p> +<p>I dreamed my luve came headless hame,</p> +<p class = "inset">O frae the braes of Yarrow!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O true-luve mine, stay still and dine.</p> +<p class = "inset">As ye ha’ done before, O;’</p> +<p>‘O I’ll be hame by hours nine,</p> +<p class = "inset">And frae the braes of Yarrow.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O are ye going to hawke,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘As ye ha’ done before, O?</p> +<p>Or are ye going to wield your brand,</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O I am not going to hawke,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘As I have done before, O,</p> +<p>But for to meet your brother John,</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>1</sup> ‘dowy,’ dreary.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>3</sup> ‘well-wight,’ brave, sturdy.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +As he gaed down yon dowy den,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sorrow went him before, O;</p> +<p>Nine well-wight men lay waiting him,</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I have your sister to my wife,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye think me an unmeet marrow!</p> +<p>But yet one foot will I never flee</p> +<p class = "inset">Now frae the braes of Yarrow.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then four he kill’d and five did wound,</p> +<p class = "inset">That was an unmeet marrow!</p> +<p>And he had weel nigh wan the day</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">36</span> +<a name = "page36" id = "page36"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But a cowardly loon came him behind,</p> +<p class = "inset">Our Lady lend him sorrow!</p> +<p>And wi’ a rappier pierced his heart,</p> +<p class = "inset">And laid him low on Yarrow.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Douglas to his sister’s gane,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ meikle dule and sorrow:</p> +<p>‘Gae to your luve, sister,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘He’s sleeping sound on Yarrow.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As she went down yon dowy den,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sorrow went her before, O;</p> +<p>She saw her true-love lying slain</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13. Apparently Percy’s invention.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She swoon’d thrice upon his breist</p> +<p class = "inset">That was her dearest marrow;</p> +<p>Said, ‘Ever alace, and wae the day</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou went’st frae me to Yarrow!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>3</sup> ‘wiped’: Child suggests the original word was +‘drank.’</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She kist his mouth, she kaimed his hair,</p> +<p class = "inset">As she had done before, O;</p> +<p>She wiped the blood that trickled doun</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the braes of Yarrow.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +15.<sup>2</sup> ‘side,’ long.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +15.<sup>3</sup> ‘hause-bane,’ neck.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Her hair it was three quarters lang,</p> +<p class = "inset">It hang baith side and yellow;</p> +<p>She tied it round her white hause-bane,</p> +<p class = "inset">And tint her life on Yarrow.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">37</span> +<a name = "page37" id = "page37"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE TWA BROTHERS</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Sharpe’s <i>Ballad +Book</i> (1823). Scott included no version of this ballad in his +<i>Minstrelsy</i>; but Motherwell and Jamieson both had traditional +versions. Motherwell considered it essential that the deadly wound +should be accidental; but it is far more typical of a ballad-hero that +he should lose his temper and kill his brother; and, as Child points +out, it adds to the pathetic generosity of the slain brother in +providing excuses for his absence to be made to his father, mother, and +sister.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Motherwell and +Sharpe were more or less convinced that the ballad was founded on an +accident that happened in 1589 to a Somerville, who was killed by his +brother’s pistol going off.</p> + +<p>This ballad is still in circulation in the form of a game amongst +American children—the last state of more than one old ballad +otherwise extinct.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE TWA BROTHERS</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘warsle,’ wrestle.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> were twa brethren in the +north,</p> +<p class = "inset">They went to the school thegither;</p> +<p>The one unto the other said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Will you try a warsle afore?’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">38</span> +<a name = "page38" id = "page38"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They warsled up, they warsled down,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till Sir John fell to the ground,</p> +<p>And there was a knife in Sir Willie’s pouch,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gied him a deadlie wound.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh brither dear, take me on your back,</p> +<p class = "inset">Carry me to yon burn clear,</p> +<p>And wash the blood from off my wound,</p> +<p class = "inset">And it will bleed nae mair.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He took him up upon his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">Carried him to yon burn clear,</p> +<p>And washd the blood from off his wound,</p> +<p class = "inset">But aye it bled the mair.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh brither dear, take me on your back,</p> +<p class = "inset">Carry me to yon kirk-yard,</p> +<p>And dig a grave baith wide and deep,</p> +<p class = "inset">And lay my body there.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s taen him up upon his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">Carried him to yon kirk-yard,</p> +<p>And dug a grave baith deep and wide,</p> +<p class = "inset">And laid his body there.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But what will I say to my father dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gin he chance to say, Willie, whar’s John?’</p> +<p>‘Oh say that he’s to England gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">To buy him a cask of wine.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">39</span> +<a name = "page39" id = "page39"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And what will I say to my mother dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar’s John?’</p> +<p>‘Oh say that he’s to England gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">To buy her a new silk gown.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And what will I say to my sister dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gin she chance to say, Willie, whar’s John?’</p> +<p>‘Oh say that he’s to England gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">To buy her a wedding ring.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But what will I say to her you lo’e dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gin she cry, Why tarries my John?’</p> +<p>‘Oh tell her I lie in Kirk-land fair,</p> +<p class = "inset">And home again will never come.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">40</span> +<a name = "page40" id = "page40"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE OUTLYER BOLD</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is taken from Motherwell’s +<span class = "smallroman">MS.</span>, which contains two versions; +Motherwell printed a third in his <i>Minstrelsy</i>,—<i>Babylon; +or, The Bonnie Banks o’ Fordie</i>. Kinloch called the ballad the +<i>Duke of Perth’s Three Daughters</i>. As the following text has no +title, I have ventured to give it one. ‘Outlyer’ is, of course, +simply ‘a banished man.’</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is much more familiar in +all the branches of the Scandinavian race than in England or Scotland. +In Denmark it appears as <i>Herr Truels’ Daughters</i> or <i>Herr Thor’s +Children</i>; in Sweden as <i>Herr Torës’ Daughters</i>. Iceland and +Faroe give the name as Torkild or Thorkell.</p> + +<p>The incidents related in this ballad took place (i) in Scotland on +the bonnie banks o’ Fordie, near Dunkeld; (ii) in Sweden in five or +six different places; and (iii) in eight different localities in +Denmark.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE OUTLYER BOLD</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> were three sisters, they lived in +a bower,</p> +<p class = "inset"><i>Sing Anna, sing Margaret, sing Marjorie</i></p> +<p>The youngest o’ them was the fairest flower.</p> +<p class = "inset"><i>And the dew goes thro’ the wood, gay ladie</i></p> + +<span class = "pagenum">41</span> +<a name = "page41" id = "page41"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The oldest of them she’s to the wood gane,</p> +<p>To seek a braw leaf and to bring it hame.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There she met with an outlyer bold,</p> +<p>Lies many long nights in the woods so cold.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +4.<sup>1</sup> ‘Istow,’ art thou.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +4.<sup>2</sup> ‘twinn with,’ part with.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Istow a maid, or istow a wife?</p> +<p>Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O kind sir, if I hae’t at my will,</p> +<p>I’ll twinn with my life, keep my maidenhead still.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s taen out his wee pen-knife,</p> +<p>He’s twinned this young lady of her sweet life.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He wiped his knife along the dew;</p> +<p>But the more he wiped, the redder it grew.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The second of them she’s to the wood gane,</p> +<p>To seek her old sister, and to bring her hame.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There she met with an outlyer bold,</p> +<p>Lies many long nights in the woods so cold.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Istow a maid, or istow a wife?</p> +<p>Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">42</span> +<a name = "page42" id = "page42"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O kind sir, if I hae’t at my will,</p> +<p>I’ll twinn with my life, keep my maidenhead still.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s taen out his wee pen-knife,</p> +<p>He’s twinned this young lady of her sweet life.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He wiped his knife along the dew;</p> +<p>But the more he wiped, the redder it grew.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The youngest o’ them she’s to the wood gane,</p> +<p>To seek her two sisters, and to bring them hame.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There she met with an outlyer bold,</p> +<p>Lies many long nights in the woods so cold.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Istow a maid, or istow a wife?</p> +<p>Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +17.<sup>2</sup> ‘speer,’ ask.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘If my three brethren they were here,</p> +<p>Such questions as these thou durst nae speer.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Pray, what may thy three brethren be,</p> +<p>That I durst na mak’ so bold with thee?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The eldest o’ them is a minister bred,</p> +<p>He teaches the people from evil to good.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">43</span> +<a name = "page43" id = "page43"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The second o’ them is a ploughman good,</p> +<p>He ploughs the land for his livelihood.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The youngest of them is an outlyer bold,</p> +<p>Lies many a long night in the woods so cold.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He stuck his knife then into the ground,</p> +<p>He took a long race, let himself fall on.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">44</span> +<a name = "page44" id = "page44"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +MARY HAMILTON</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> given here is from Sharpe’s +<i>Ballad Book</i> (1824). Professor Child collected and printed some +twenty-eight variants and fragments, of which none is entirely +satisfactory, as regards the telling of the story. The present text will +suit our purpose as well as any other, and it ends impressively with the +famous pathetic verse of the four Maries.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Lesley in his +<i>History of Scotland</i> (1830) says that when Mary Stuart was sent to +France in 1548, she had in attendance ‘sundry gentlewomen and noblemen’s +sons and daughters, almost of her own age, of the which there were four +in special of whom everyone of them bore the same name of Mary, being of +four sundry honourable houses, to wit, Fleming, Livingston, Seton, and +Beaton of Creich.’ The four Maries were still with the Queen in 1564. +Hamilton and Carmichael appear in the ballad in place of Fleming and +Livingston.</p> + +<p>Scott attributed the origin of the ballad to an incident related by +Knox in his <i>History of the Reformation</i>: in 1563 or 1564 a +Frenchwoman was seduced by the Queen’s apothecary, and the babe murdered +by consent of father and mother. But the cries of a new-born babe had +been heard; search was made, and both parents were ‘damned to be hanged +upon the public street of Edinburgh.’</p> + +<p>In 1824, in his preface to the <i>Ballad Book</i>, Charles +Kirkpatrick Sharpe produced a similar story from +<span class = "pagenum">45</span> +<a name = "page45" id = "page45"> </a> +the Russian court. In 1885 this story was retold from authentic sources +as follows. After the marriage of one of the ministers of Peter the +Great’s father with a Hamilton, the Scottish family ranked with the +Russian aristocracy. The Czar Peter required that all his Empress +Catharine’s maids-of-honour should be remarkably handsome; and Mary +Hamilton, a niece, it is supposed, of the above minister’s wife, +was appointed on account of her beauty. This Mary Hamilton had an amour +with one Orlof, an aide-de-camp to the Czar; a murdered babe was +found, the guilt traced to Mary, and she and Orlof sent to prison in +April 1718. Orlof was afterwards released; Mary Hamilton was executed on +March 14, 1719.</p> + +<p>Professor Child, in printing this ballad in 1889, considered the +details of the Russian story<a class = "tag" name = "tag2" id = "tag2" +href = "#note2">2</a> (most of which I have omitted) to be so closely +parallel to the Scottish ballad, that he was convinced that the later +story was the origin of the ballad, and that the ballad-maker had +located it in Mary Stuart’s court on his own responsibility. In +September 1895 Mr. Andrew Lang contributed the results of his researches +concerning the ballad to <i>Blackwood’s Magazine</i>, maintaining that +the ballad must have arisen from the 1563 story, as it is too old and +too good to have been written since 1718. Balancing this +improbability—that the details of a Russian court scandal of 1718 +should exactly correspond to a previously extant Scottish +ballad—against the improbability of the eighteenth century +producing such a ballad, Child afterwards concluded the latter to be the +greater. The coincidence is undoubtedly striking; but neither the story +nor the name are uncommon.</p> + +<p><span class = "pagenum">46</span> +<a name = "page46" id = "page46"> </a> +It is, of course, possible that the story is older than 1563—it +should not be difficult to find more than one instance—and that it +was first adapted to the 1563 incident and afterwards to the Russian +scandal, the two versions being subsequently confused. But there is no +evidence for this.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note2" id = "note2" href = "#tag2">2.</a> +See Waliszewski’s <i>Peter the Great</i> (translated by Lady Mary Loyd), +vol. i. p. 251. London, 1897.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +MARY HAMILTON</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Word</span>’s gane to the kitchen,</p> +<p class = "inset">And word’s gane to the ha’,</p> +<p>That Marie Hamilton gangs wi’ bairn</p> +<p class = "inset">To the hichest Stewart of a’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s courted her in the kitchen,</p> +<p class = "inset">He’s courted her in the ha’,</p> +<p>He’s courted her in the laigh cellar,</p> +<p class = "inset">And that was warst of a’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +She’s tyed it in her apron</p> +<p class = "inset">And she’s thrown it in the sea;</p> +<p>Says, ‘Sink ye, swim ye, bonny wee babe,</p> +<p class = "inset">You’ll ne’er get mair o’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Down then cam the auld queen,</p> +<p class = "inset">Goud tassels tying her hair:</p> +<p>‘O Marie, where’s the bonny wee babe</p> +<p class = "inset">That I heard greet sae sair?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There was never a babe intill my room,</p> +<p class = "inset">As little designs to be;</p> +<p>It was but a touch o’ my sair side,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come o’er my fair bodie.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">47</span> +<a name = "page47" id = "page47"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O Marie, put on your robes o’ black,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or else your robes o’ brown,</p> +<p>For ye maun gang wi’ me the night,</p> +<p class = "inset">To see fair Edinbro’ town.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I winna put on my robes o’ black,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor yet my robes o’ brown;</p> +<p>But I’ll put on my robes o’ white,</p> +<p class = "inset">To shine through Edinbro’ town.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When she gaed up the Cannogate,</p> +<p class = "inset">She laugh’d loud laughters three;</p> +<p>But whan she cam down the Cannogate</p> +<p class = "inset">The tear blinded her ee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When she gaed up the Parliament stair,</p> +<p class = "inset">The heel cam aff her shee;</p> +<p>And lang or she cam down again</p> +<p class = "inset">She was condemn’d to dee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When she cam down the Cannogate,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Cannogate sae free,</p> +<p>Many a ladie look’d o’er her window,</p> +<p class = "inset">Weeping for this ladie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ye need nae weep for me,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Ye need nae weep for me;</p> +<p>For had I not slain mine own sweet babe,</p> +<p class = "inset">This death I wadna dee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Bring me a bottle of wine,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘The best that e’er ye hae,</p> +<p>That I may drink to my weil-wishers,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they may drink to me.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">48</span> +<a name = "page48" id = "page48"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Here’s a health to the jolly sailors,</p> +<p class = "inset">That sail upon the main;</p> +<p>Let them never let on to my father and mother</p> +<p class = "inset">But what I’m coming hame.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Here’s a health to the jolly sailors,</p> +<p class = "inset">That sail upon the sea;</p> +<p>Let them never let on to my father and mother</p> +<p class = "inset">That I cam here to dee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh little did my mother think,</p> +<p class = "inset">The day she cradled me,</p> +<p>What lands I was to travel through,</p> +<p class = "inset">What death I was to dee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh little did my father think,</p> +<p class = "inset">The day he held up me,</p> +<p>What lands I was to travel through,</p> +<p class = "inset">What death I was to dee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Last night I wash’d the queen’s feet,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gently laid her down;</p> +<p>And a’ the thanks I’ve gotten the nicht</p> +<p class = "inset">To be hang’d in Edinbro’ town!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Last nicht there was four Maries,</p> +<p class = "inset">The nicht there’ll be but three;</p> +<p>There was Marie Seton, and Marie Beton,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Marie Carmichael, and me.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">49</span> +<a name = "page49" id = "page49"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +KINMONT WILLIE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text.</span>—There is only one +text of this ballad, and that was printed by Scott in the +<i>Minstrelsy</i> from ‘tradition in the West Borders’; he adds that +‘some conjectural emendations have been absolutely necessary,’ a remark +suspicious in itself; and such modernities as the double rhymes in +26.<sup>3</sup>, 28.<sup>3</sup>, etc., do not restore confidence.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—The forcible entry +into Carlisle Castle and the rescue of William Armstrong, called Will of +Kinmouth, took place on April 13, 1596; but Kinmont Willie was notorious +as a border thief at least as early as 1584.</p> + +<p>The events leading up to the beginning of the ballad were as follow: +‘The keen Lord Scroop’ was Warden of the West-Marches of England, and +‘the bauld Buccleuch’ (Sir Walter Scott of Branxholm, or ‘Branksome +Ha’,’ 8.<sup>2</sup>) was the Keeper of Liddesdale. To keep a periodical +day of truce, these two sent their respective deputies, the ‘fause +Sakelde’ (or Salkeld) and a certain Robert Scott. In the latter’s +company was Kinmont Willie. Business being concluded, Kinmont Willie +took his leave, and made his way along the Scottish side of the Liddel +river, which at that point is the boundary between England and Scotland. +The English deputy and his party spied him from their side of the +stream; and bearing an ancient grudge against him as a notorious +cattle-lifter +<span class = "pagenum">50</span> +<a name = "page50" id = "page50"> </a> +and thief, they pursued and captured him, and he was placed in the +castle of Carlisle.</p> + +<p>This brings us to the ballad. ‘Hairibee’ (1.<sup>4</sup>) is the +place of execution at Carlisle. The ‘Liddel-rack’ in 3.<sup>4</sup> is a +ford over the Liddel river. Branxholm, the Keeper’s Hall +(8.<sup>2</sup>) and Stobs (16.<sup>4</sup>) are both within a few miles +of Hawick.</p> + +<p>The remark in 16.<sup>2</sup> appears to be untrue: the party that +accompanied Buccleuch certainly contained several Armstrongs, including +four sons of Kinmont Willie, and ‘Dickie of Dryhope’ (24.<sup>3</sup>) +was also of that ilk; as well as two Elliots, though not Sir Gilbert, +and four Bells. ‘Red Rowan’ was probably a Forster.</p> + +<p>The tune blown on the Warden’s trumpets (31.<sup>3,4</sup>) is said +to be a favourite song in Liddesdale. See Chambers’s <i>Book of +Days</i>, i. 200.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +KINMONT WILLIE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">O have</span> ye na heard o’ the fause +Sakelde?</p> +<p class = "inset">O have ye na heard o’ the keen Lord Scroop?</p> +<p>How they hae taen bauld Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">On Hairibee to hang him up?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Had Willie had but twenty men,</p> +<p class = "inset">But twenty men as stout as he,</p> +<p>Fause Sakelde had never the Kinmont taen,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ eight score in his companie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They band his legs beneath the steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">They tied his hands behind his back;</p> +<p>They guarded him, fivesome on each side,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they brought him ower the Liddel-rack.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">51</span> +<a name = "page51" id = "page51"> </a> +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They led him thro’ the Liddel-rack,</p> +<p class = "inset">And also thro’ the Carlisle sands;</p> +<p>They brought him to Carlisle castell,</p> +<p class = "inset">To be at my Lord Scroop’s commands.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My hands are tied, but my tongue is free,</p> +<p class = "inset">And whae will dare this deed avow?</p> +<p>Or answer by the Border law?</p> +<p class = "inset">Or answer to the bauld Buccleuch!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>1</sup> ‘haud,’ hold: ‘reiver,’ robber.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Now haud thy tongue, thou rank reiver!</p> +<p class = "inset">There’s never a Scot shall set ye free;</p> +<p>Before ye cross my castle-yate,</p> +<p class = "inset">I trow ye shall take farewell o’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>4</sup> ‘lawing,’ reckoning.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Fear na ye that, my lord,’ quo’ Willie;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘By the faith o’ my body, Lord Scroop,’ he said,</p> +<p>‘I never yet lodged in a hostelrie,</p> +<p class = "inset">But I paid my lawing before I gaed.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now word is gane to the bauld Keeper,</p> +<p class = "inset">In Branksome Ha’ where that he lay,</p> +<p>That Lord Scroop has taen the Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Between the hours of night and day.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has taen the table wi’ his hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">He garr’d the red wine spring on hie;</p> +<p>‘Now Christ’s curse on my head,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘But avenged of Lord Scroop I’ll be!</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">52</span> +<a name = "page52" id = "page52"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +10.<sup>1</sup> ‘basnet,’ helmet: ‘curch,’ kerchief.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +10.<sup>4</sup> ‘lightly,’ insult.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘O is my basnet a widow’s curch,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or my lance a wand of the willow-tree,</p> +<p>Or my arm a ladye’s lilye hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">That an English lord should lightly me?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And have they taen him, Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Against the truce of Border tide,</p> +<p>And forgotten that the bauld Buccleuch</p> +<p class = "inset">Is keeper here on the Scottish side?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And have they e’en taen him, Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Withouten either dread or fear,</p> +<p>And forgotten that the bauld Buccleuch</p> +<p class = "inset">Can back a steed, or shake a spear?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>3</sup> ‘slight,’ destroy.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘O were there war between the lands,</p> +<p class = "inset">As well I wot that there is none,</p> +<p>I would slight Carlisle castell high,</p> +<p class = "inset">Tho’ it were builded of marble stone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>1</sup> ‘low,’ fire.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘I would set that castell in a low,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sloken it with English blood;</p> +<p>There’s nevir a man in Cumberland</p> +<p class = "inset">Should ken where Carlisle castell stood.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But since nae war’s between the lands,</p> +<p class = "inset">And there is peace, and peace should be,</p> +<p>I’ll neither harm English lad or lass,</p> +<p class = "inset">And yet the Kinmont freed shall be!’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">53</span> +<a name = "page53" id = "page53"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has call’d him forty marchmen bauld,</p> +<p class = "inset">I trow they were of his ain name,</p> +<p>Except Sir Gilbert Elliot, call’d</p> +<p class = "inset">The Laird of Stobs, I mean the same.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +17.<sup>3</sup> ‘splent on spauld,’ plate-armour on their shoulders.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He has call’d him forty marchmen bauld,</p> +<p class = "inset">Were kinsmen to the bauld Buccleuch,</p> +<p>With spur on heel, and splent on spauld,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gleuves of green, and feathers blue.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They were five and five before them a’,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ hunting-horns and bugles bright;</p> +<p>And five and five came wi’ Buccleuch,</p> +<p class = "inset">Like Warden’s men, arrayed for fight.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>3</sup> ‘broken men,’ outlaws.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +And five and five like a mason-gang,</p> +<p class = "inset">That carried the ladders lang and hie;</p> +<p>And five and five like broken men;</p> +<p class = "inset">And so they reached the Woodhouselee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And as we cross’d the Bateable Land,</p> +<p class = "inset">When to the English side we held,</p> +<p>The first o’ men that we met wi’,</p> +<p class = "inset">Whae should it be but fause Sakelde!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where be ye gaun, ye hunters keen?’</p> +<p class = "inset">Quo’ fause Sakelde; ‘come tell to me!’</p> +<p>‘We go to hunt an English stag,</p> +<p class = "inset">Has trespass’d on the Scots countrie.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">54</span> +<a name = "page54" id = "page54"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where be ye gaun, ye marshal-men?’</p> +<p class = "inset">Quo’ fause Sakelde; ‘come tell me true!’</p> +<p>‘We go to catch a rank reiver,</p> +<p class = "inset">Has broken faith wi’ the bauld Buccleuch.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where are ye gaun, ye mason-lads,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ a’ your ladders lang and hie?’</p> +<p>‘We gang to herry a corbie’s nest,</p> +<p class = "inset">That wons not far frae Woodhouselee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +24.<sup>4</sup> ‘lear,’ information.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Where be ye gaun, ye broken men?’</p> +<p class = "inset">Quo’ fause Sakelde; ‘come tell to me!’</p> +<p>Now Dickie of Dryhope led that band,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the nevir a word o’ lear had he.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>2</sup> ‘Row,’ rough.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Why trespass ye on the English side?</p> +<p class = "inset">Row-footed outlaws, stand!’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>The neer a word had Dickie to say,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae he thrust the lance thro’ his fause bodie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>3</sup> ‘spait,’ flood.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then on we held for Carlisle toun,</p> +<p class = "inset">And at Staneshaw-bank the Eden we cross’d;</p> +<p>The water was great, and meikle of spait,</p> +<p class = "inset">But the nevir a horse nor man we lost.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when we reach’d the Staneshaw-bank,</p> +<p class = "inset">The wind was rising loud and hie;</p> +<p>And there the laird garr’d leave our steeds,</p> +<p class = "inset">For fear that they should stamp and nie.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">55</span> +<a name = "page55" id = "page55"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when we left the Staneshaw-bank,</p> +<p class = "inset">The wind began full loud to blaw;</p> +<p>But ’twas wind and weet, and fire and sleet,</p> +<p class = "inset">When we came beneath the castel-wa’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +We crept on knees, and held our breath,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till we placed the ladders against the wa’;</p> +<p>And sae ready was Buccleuch himsell</p> +<p class = "inset">To mount the first before us a’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has taen the watchman by the throat,</p> +<p class = "inset">He flung him down upon the lead:</p> +<p>‘Had there not been peace between our lands,</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the other side thou hadst gaed.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now sound out, trumpets!’ quo’ Buccleuch;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Let’s waken Lord Scroop right merrilie!’</p> +<p>Then loud the Warden’s trumpets blew</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Oh whae dare meddle wi’ me?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then speedilie to wark we gaed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And raised the slogan ane and a’,</p> +<p>And cut a hole thro’ a sheet of lead,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so we wan to the castel-ha’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +33.<sup>4</sup> ‘stear,’ stir, disturbance.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +They thought King James and a’ his men</p> +<p class = "inset">Had won the house wi’ bow and spear;</p> +<p>It was but twenty Scots and ten,</p> +<p class = "inset">That put a thousand in sic a stear!</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">56</span> +<a name = "page56" id = "page56"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +34.<sup>1</sup> ‘forehammers,’ sledge-hammers.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Wi’ coulters and wi’ forehammers,</p> +<p class = "inset">We garr’d the bars bang merrilie,</p> +<p>Untill we came to the inner prison,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where Willie o’ Kinmont he did lie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when we cam to the lower prison,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where Willie o’ Kinmont he did lie:</p> +<p>‘O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon the morn that thou’s to die?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O I sleep saft, and I wake aft,</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s lang since sleeping was fleyed frae me;</p> +<p>Gie my service back to my wyfe and bairns,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ gude fellows that speer for me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Red Rowan has hente him up,</p> +<p class = "inset">The starkest man in Teviotdale:</p> +<p>‘Abide, abide now, Red Rowan,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till of my Lord Scroop I take farewell.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +38.<sup>3</sup> ‘maill,’ rent.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Farewell, farewell, my gude Lord Scroop!</p> +<p class = "inset">My gude Lord Scroop, farewell!’ he cried;</p> +<p>‘I’ll pay you for my lodging-maill</p> +<p class = "inset">When first we meet on the border-side.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then shoulder high, with shout and cry,</p> +<p class = "inset">We bore him down the ladder lang;</p> +<p>At every stride Red Rowan made,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wot the Kinmont’s airns play’d clang.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">57</span> +<a name = "page57" id = "page57"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O mony a time,’ quo’ Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I have ridden horse baith wild and wood;</p> +<p>But a rougher beast than Red Rowan</p> +<p class = "inset">I ween my legs have ne’er bestrode.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And mony a time,’ quo’ Kinmont Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I’ve pricked a horse out oure the furs;</p> +<p>But since the day I backed a steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">I never wore sic cumbrous spurs.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +We scarce had won the Staneshaw-bank,</p> +<p class = "inset">When a’ the Carlisle bells were rung,</p> +<p>And a thousand men, in horse and foot,</p> +<p class = "inset">Cam’ wi’ the keen Lord Scroop along.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Buccleuch has turned to Eden Water,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even where it flow’d frae bank to brim,</p> +<p>And he has plunged in wi’ a’ his band,</p> +<p class = "inset">And safely swam them thro’ the stream.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He turned him on the other side,</p> +<p class = "inset">And at Lord Scroop his glove flung he:</p> +<p>‘If ye like na my visit in merry England,</p> +<p class = "inset">In fair Scotland come visit me!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +45.<sup>3</sup> ‘trew,’ believe.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +All sore astonished stood Lord Scroop,</p> +<p class = "inset">He stood as still as rock of stane;</p> +<p>He scarcely dared to trew his eyes,</p> +<p class = "inset">When thro’ the water they had gane.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘He is either himsell a devil frae hell,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or else his mother a witch maun be;</p> +<p>I wad na have ridden that wan water</p> +<p class = "inset">For a’ the gowd in Christentie.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">58</span> +<a name = "page58" id = "page58"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE LAIRD O’ LOGIE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is that of Scott’s +<i>Minstrelsy,</i> which was repeated in Motherwell’s collection, with +the insertion of one stanza, obtained from tradition, between Scott’s 2 +and 3.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> as told in this variant of +the ballad is remarkably true to the historical facts.</p> + +<p>The Laird was John Wemyss, younger of Logie, +a gentleman-in-waiting to King James <span class = +"smallroman">VI.</span> of Scotland, and an adherent of the notorious +Francis Stuart, Earl of Bothwell. After the failure of the two rash +attempts of Bothwell upon the King’s person—the former at Holyrood +House in 1591 and the second at Falkland in 1592—the Earl +persuaded the Laird of Logie and the Laird of Burleigh to join him in a +third attempt, which was fixed for the 7th or 9th of August 1592; but +the King got wind of the affair, and the two Lairds were seized by the +Duke of Lennox and ‘committed to ward within Dalkeith.’</p> + +<p>The heroine of the ballad was a Danish maid-of-honour to James’s +Queen; her name is variously recorded as Margaret Vinstar, Weiksterne, +Twynstoun, or Twinslace. ‘Carmichael’ was Sir John Carmichael, appointed +captain of the King’s guard in 1588.</p> + +<p>The ballad stops short at the escape of the lovers by ship. But +history relates that the young couple were befriended by the Queen, who +refused to comply +<span class = "pagenum">59</span> +<a name = "page59" id = "page59"> </a> +with the King’s demand that May Margaret should be dismissed. Eventually +both were received into favour again, though the Laird of Logie was +constantly in political trouble. He died in 1599. (See a paper by +A. Francis Steuart in <i>The Scots Magazine</i> for October 1899, +p. 387.)</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE LAIRD O’ LOGIE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">I will</span> sing, if ye will hearken,</p> +<p class = "inset">If ye will hearken unto me;</p> +<p>The king has ta’en a poor prisoner,</p> +<p class = "inset">The wanton laird o’ young Logie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Young Logie’s laid in Edinburgh chapel,</p> +<p class = "inset">Carmichael’s the keeper o’ the key;</p> +<p>And May Margaret’s lamenting sair,</p> +<p class = "inset">A’ for the love of Young Logie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Lament, lament na, May Margaret,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of your weeping let me be,</p> +<p>For ye maun to the king himsell,</p> +<p class = "inset">To seek the life of Young Logie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +May Margaret has kilted her green cleiding,</p> +<p class = "inset">And she has curl’d back her yellow hair;</p> +<p>‘If I canna get Young Logie’s life,</p> +<p class = "inset">Farewell to Scotland for evermair!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When she came before the king,</p> +<p class = "inset">She knelit lowly on her knee;</p> +<p>‘O what’s the matter, May Margaret?</p> +<p class = "inset">And what needs a’ this courtesie?’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">60</span> +<a name = "page60" id = "page60"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘A boon, a boon, my noble liege,</p> +<p class = "inset">A boon, a boon, I beg o’ thee!</p> +<p>And the first boon that I come to crave,</p> +<p class = "inset">Is to grant me the life o’ Young Logie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O na, O na, May Margaret,</p> +<p class = "inset">Forsooth, and so it mauna be;</p> +<p>For a’ the gowd o’ fair Scotland</p> +<p class = "inset">Shall not save the life o’ Young Logie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>1</sup> ‘redding-kaim,’ dressing-comb.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +But she has stown the king’s redding-kaim,</p> +<p class = "inset">Likewise the queen her wedding knife;</p> +<p>And sent the tokens to Carmichael,</p> +<p class = "inset">To cause Young Logie get his life.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +She sent him a purse o’ the red gowd,</p> +<p class = "inset">Another o’ the white monie;</p> +<p>She sent him a pistol for each hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bade him shoot when he gat free.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When he came to the Tolbooth stair,</p> +<p class = "inset">There he let his volley flee;</p> +<p>It made the king in his chamber start,</p> +<p class = "inset">E’en in the bed where he might be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gae out, gae out, my merrymen a’,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bid Carmichael come speak to me,</p> +<p>For I’ll lay my life the pledge o’ that,</p> +<p class = "inset">That yon’s the shot o’ Young Logie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When Carmichael came before the king,</p> +<p class = "inset">He fell low down upon his knee;</p> +<p>The very first word that the king spake,</p> +<p class = "inset">Was ‘Where’s the laird of Young Logie?’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">61</span> +<a name = "page61" id = "page61"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Carmichael turn’d him round about,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wat the tear blinded his eye;</p> +<p>‘There came a token frae your grace,</p> +<p class = "inset">Has ta’en away the laird frae me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hast thou play’d me that, Carmichael?</p> +<p class = "inset">And hast thou play’d me that?’ quoth he;</p> +<p>‘The morn the Justice Court’s to stand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Logie’s place ye maun supplie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Carmichael’s awa to Margaret’s bower,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even as fast as he may dree;</p> +<p>‘O if Young Logie be within,</p> +<p class = "inset">Tell him to come and speak with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +May Margaret turn’d her round about,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wat a loud laugh laughed she;</p> +<p>‘The egg is chipp’d, the bird is flown,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye’ll see nae mair of Young Logie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The tane is shipped at the pier of Leith,</p> +<p class = "inset">The tother at the Queen’s Ferrie;</p> +<p>And she’s gotten a father to her bairn,</p> +<p class = "inset">The wanton laird of Young Logie.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">62</span> +<a name = "page62" id = "page62"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +CAPTAIN CAR</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from a Cottonian <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span> of the sixteenth century in the British +Museum (Vesp. A. xxv. fol. 178). It is carelessly written, and +words are here and there deleted and altered. I have allowed myself +the liberty of choosing readings from several alternatives or +possibilities.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—There seems to be +no doubt that this ballad is founded upon an historical incident of +1571. The Scottish variants are mostly called <i>Edom o’ Gordon</i>, +<i>i.e.</i> Adam Gordon, who was brother to George Gordon, Earl of +Huntly. Adam was a bold soldier; and, his clan being at variance with +the Forbeses—on religious grounds,—he encountered them twice +in the autumn of 1571, and inflicted severe defeat on them at the +battles of Tuiliangus and Crabstane. In November he approached the +castle of Towie, a stronghold of the Forbes clan; but the lady +occupying it obstinately refused to yield it up, and it was burnt to the +ground.</p> + +<p>It is not clear whether the responsibility of giving the order to +fire the castle attaches to Adam Gordon or to Captain Car or Ker, who +was Adam’s right-hand man. But when all is said on either side, it is +irrational, as Child points out, to apply modern standards of morality +or expediency to sixteenth-century warfare. It is curious that this +text, almost contemporary with the occurrence which gave rise to the +ballad, should be wholly concerned with Captain Car and make no mention +of Adam Gordon.</p> + +<p>For the burden, see Chappell <i>Popular Music of the Olden Time</i>, +i. 226.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">63</span> +<a name = "page63" id = "page63"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +CAPTAIN CAR</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">It</span> befell at Martynmas,</p> +<p class = "inset">When wether waxed colde,</p> +<p>Captaine Care said to his men,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘We must go take a holde.’</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +Burden.<sup>1</sup> ‘to-towe’ = too-too.</p> + +<p class = "inset2 first"> +<i>Syck, sicke, and to-towe sike,</i></p> +<p class = "inset3"><i>And sicke and like to die;</i></p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>The sikest nighte that ever I abode,</i></p> +<p class = "inset3"><i>God lord have mercy on me!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Haille, master, and wether you will,</p> +<p class = "inset">And wether ye like it best;’</p> +<p>‘To the castle of Crecrynbroghe,</p> +<p class = "inset">And there we will take our reste.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I knowe wher is a gay castle,</p> +<p class = "inset">Is builded of lyme and stone;</p> +<p>Within their is a gay ladie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Her lord is riden and gone.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The ladie she lend on her castle-walle,</p> +<p class = "inset">She loked upp and downe;</p> +<p>There was she ware of an host of men,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come riding to the towne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Se yow, my meri men all,</p> +<p class = "inset">And se yow what I see?</p> +<p>Yonder I see an host of men,</p> +<p class = "inset">I muse who they bee.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">64</span> +<a name = "page64" id = "page64"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +She thought he had ben her wed lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">As he com’d riding home;</p> +<p>Then was it traitur Captaine Care</p> +<p class = "inset">The lord of Ester-towne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They wer no soner at supper sett,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then after said the grace,</p> +<p>Or Captaine Care and all his men</p> +<p class = "inset">Wer lighte aboute the place.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>2</sup> ‘bande,’ bond, compact.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>4</sup> ‘ere,’ plough.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Gyve over thi howsse, thou lady gay,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I will make the a bande;</p> +<p>To-nighte thou shall ly within my armes,</p> +<p class = "inset">To-morrowe thou shall ere my lande.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespacke the eldest sonne,</p> +<p class = "inset">That was both whitt and redde:</p> +<p>‘O mother dere, geve over your howsse,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or elles we shalbe deade.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I will not geve over my hous,’ she saithe,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Not for feare of my lyffe;</p> +<p>It shalbe talked throughout the land,</p> +<p class = "inset">The slaughter of a wyffe.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +11.<sup>1</sup> ‘pestilett,’ pistolet.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Fetch me my pestilett,</p> +<p class = "inset">And charge me my gonne,</p> +<p>That I may shott at yonder bloddy butcher,</p> +<p class = "inset">The lord of Easter-towne.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Styfly upon her wall she stode,</p> +<p class = "inset">And lett the pellettes flee;</p> +<p>But then she myst the blody bucher,</p> +<p class = "inset">And she slew other three.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">65</span> +<a name = "page65" id = "page65"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +[‘I will] not geve over my hous,’ she saithe,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Netheir for lord nor lowne;</p> +<p>Nor yet for traitour Captain Care,</p> +<p class = "inset">The lord of Easter-towne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>4</sup> ‘eare,’ and 18.<sup>4</sup> ‘ayre,’ both = heir.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘I desire of Captine Care</p> +<p class = "inset">And all his bloddye band,</p> +<p>That he would save my eldest sonne,</p> +<p class = "inset">The eare of all my lande.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Lap him in a shete,’ he sayth,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And let him downe to me,</p> +<p>And I shall take him in my armes,</p> +<p class = "inset">His waran shall I be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The captayne sayd unto him selfe:</p> +<p class = "inset">Wyth sped, before the rest,</p> +<p>He cut his tonge out of his head,</p> +<p class = "inset">His hart out of his breast.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He lapt them in a handkerchef,</p> +<p class = "inset">And knet it of knotes three,</p> +<p>And cast them over the castell-wall,</p> +<p class = "inset">At that gay ladye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Fye upon the, Captayne Care,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all thy bloddy band!</p> +<p>For thou hast slayne my eldest sonne,</p> +<p class = "inset">The ayre of all my land.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespake the yongest sonne,</p> +<p class = "inset">That sat on the nurse’s knee,</p> +<p>Sayth, ‘Mother gay, geve over your house;</p> +<p class = "inset">It smoldereth me.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">66</span> +<a name = "page66" id = "page66"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I wold geve my gold,’ she saith,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And so I wolde my ffee,</p> +<p>For a blaste of the westryn wind,</p> +<p class = "inset">To dryve the smoke from thee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Fy upon the, John Hamleton,</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever I paid the hyre!</p> +<p>For thou hast broken my castle-wall,</p> +<p class = "inset">And kyndled in the ffyre.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The lady gate to her close parler,</p> +<p class = "inset">The fire fell aboute her head;</p> +<p>She toke up her children thre,</p> +<p class = "inset">Seth, ‘Babes, we are all dead.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespake the hye steward,</p> +<p class = "inset">That is of hye degree;</p> +<p>Saith, ‘Ladie gay, you are in close,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wether ye fighte or flee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Lord Hamleton drem’d in his dream,</p> +<p class = "inset">In Carvall where he laye,</p> +<p>His halle were all of fyre,</p> +<p class = "inset">His ladie slayne or daye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>1</sup> ‘Busk and bowne,’ make ready.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Busk and bowne, my mery men all,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even and go ye with me;</p> +<p>For I drem’d that my hall was on fyre,</p> +<p class = "inset">My lady slayne or day.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>4</sup> ‘no dele,’ in no way. Cf. <i>somedele</i>, etc.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He buskt him and bown’d hym,</p> +<p class = "inset">And like a worthi knighte;</p> +<p>And when he saw his hall burning,</p> +<p class = "inset">His harte was no dele lighte.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">67</span> +<a name = "page67" id = "page67"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He sett a trumpett till his mouth,</p> +<p class = "inset">He blew as it ples’d his grace;</p> +<p>Twenty score of Hamlentons</p> +<p class = "inset">Was light aboute the place.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +28.<sup>4</sup> ‘quite,’ acquitted, unpunished.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Had I knowne as much yesternighte</p> +<p class = "inset">As I do to-daye,</p> +<p>Captaine Care and all his men</p> +<p class = "inset">Should not have gone so quite.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Fye upon the, Captaine Care,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all thy blody bande!</p> +<p>Thou haste slayne my lady gay,</p> +<p class = "inset">More wurth then all thy lande.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +30.<sup>1</sup> ‘ought,’ owed.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘If thou had ought eny ill will,’ he saith,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Thou shoulde have taken my lyffe,</p> +<p>And have saved my children thre,</p> +<p class = "inset">All and my lovesome wyffe.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">68</span> +<a name = "page68" id = "page68"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +SIR PATRICK SPENCE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is taken from Percy’s +<i>Reliques</i> (1765), vol. i. p. 71, ‘given from two <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span> copies, transmitted from Scotland.’ Herd +had a very similar ballad, which substitutes a Sir Andrew Wood for the +hero. The version of this ballad printed in most collections is that of +Scott’s <i>Minstrelsy</i>, Sir Patrick Spens being the spelling +adopted.<a class = "tag" name = "tag3" id = "tag3" href = "#note3">3</a> +Scott compounded his ballad of two manuscript copies and a few verses +from recitation, but the result is of unnecessary length.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Much labour has +been expended upon the question whether this ballad has an historical +basis or not. From Percy’s ballad—the present text—we can +gather that Sir Patrick Spence was chosen by the king to convey +something of value to a certain destination; and later versions tell us +that the ship is bound for Norway, the object of the voyage being either +to bring home the king of Norway’s daughter, or the Scottish king’s +daughter, or to take out the Scottish king’s daughter to be queen in +Norway. The last variation can be supported by history, Margaret, +daughter of Alexander <span class = "smallroman">III.</span> of +Scotland, being married in 1281 to Erik, king of Norway. Many of the +knights and nobles who accompanied her to Norway were drowned on the +voyage home.</p> + +<p>However, we need not elaborate our researches in +<span class = "pagenum">69</span> +<a name = "page69" id = "page69"> </a> +the attempt to prove that the ballad is historical. It is certainly of +English and Scottish origin, and has no parallels in the ballads of +other lands. ‘Haf owre to Aberdour,’ <i>i.e.</i> halfway between +Aberdour in Buchan and the coast of Norway, lies the island of Papa +Stronsay, on which there is a tumulus called ‘the Earl’s Knowe’ (knoll); +but the tradition, that this marks the grave of Sir Patrick Spence, is +in all probability a modern invention.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note3" id = "note3" href = "#tag3">3.</a> +Coleridge, however, wrote of the ‘grand old ballad of Sir Patrick +Spence.’</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +SIR PATRICK SPENCE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>1</sup> ‘Dumferling,’ <i>i.e.</i> Dunfermline, on the north side +of the Firth of Forth.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">The</span> king sits in Dumferling toune,</p> +<p class = "inset">Drinking the blude-reid wine:</p> +<p>‘O whar will I get [a] guid sailor,</p> +<p class = "inset">To sail this schip of mine?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Up and spak an eldern knicht,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sat at the king’s richt kne:</p> +<p>‘Sir Patrick Spence is the best sailor</p> +<p class = "inset">That sails upon the se.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The king has written a braid letter,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sign’d it wi’ his hand,</p> +<p>And sent it to Sir Patrick Spence,</p> +<p class = "inset">Was walking on the sand.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The first line that Sir Patrick red,</p> +<p class = "inset">A loud lauch lauched he;</p> +<p>The next line that Sir Patrick red,</p> +<p class = "inset">The teir blinded his ee.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">70</span> +<a name = "page70" id = "page70"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O wha is this has done this deid,</p> +<p class = "inset">This ill deid don to me,</p> +<p>To send me out this time o’ the yeir,</p> +<p class = "inset">To sail upon the se!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Mak haste, mak haste, my mirry men all,</p> +<p class = "inset">Our guid schip sails the morne:’</p> +<p>‘O say na sae, my master deir,</p> +<p class = "inset">Fir I feir a deadlie storme.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Late, late yestreen I saw the new moone</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ the auld moone in hir arme,</p> +<p>And I feir, I feir, my deir master,</p> +<p class = "inset">That we will cum to harme.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O our Scots nobles wer richt laith</p> +<p class = "inset">To weet their cork-heil’d schoone;</p> +<p>Bot lang owre a’ the play wer play’d,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thair hats they swam aboone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O lang, lang may their ladies sit</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ thair fans into their hand</p> +<p>Or eir they se Sir Patrick Spence</p> +<p class = "inset">Cum sailing to the land.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O lang, lang may the ladies stand,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ thair gold kerns in their hair,</p> +<p>Waiting for thair ain deir lords,</p> +<p class = "inset">For they’ll se thame na mair.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Haf owre, haf owre to Aberdour,</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s fiftie fadom deip,</p> +<p>And thair lies guid Sir Patrick Spence,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ the Scots lords at his feit.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">71</span> +<a name = "page71" id = "page71"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +FLODDEN FIELD</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Thomas Deloney’s +<i>Pleasant History of John Winchcomb</i>,<a class = "tag" name = "tag4" +id = "tag4" href = "#note4">4</a> the eighth edition of which, in 1619, +is the earliest known. ‘In disgrace of the Soots,’ says Deloney, ‘and in +remembrance of the famous atchieved historie, the commons of England +made this song, which to this day is not forgotten of many.’ I suspect +it was Deloney himself rather than the commons of England who made this +song. A variant is found in Additional <span class = +"smallroman">MS.</span> 32,380 in the British +Museum—a statement which might be of interest if it were not +qualified by the addition ‘formerly in the possession of J. Payne +Collier.’ That egregious antiquary took the pains to fill the blank +leaves of a sixteenth-century manuscript with ballads either copied from +their original sources, as this from Deloney, or forged by Collier +himself; he then made a transcript in his own handwriting (Add. <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span> 32,381), and finally printed selections. +In the present ballad he has inserted two or three verses of his own; +otherwise the changes from Deloney’s ballad are slight.</p> + +<p>A very long ballad on the same subject is in the Percy Folio, and +similar copies in Harleian <span class = "smallroman">MSS.</span> 293 +and 367. Another is ‘Scotish Field,’ also in the Percy Folio.</p> + + +<p><span class = "pagenum">72</span> +<a name = "page72" id = "page72"> </a> +<span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Lesley says in his +History, ‘This battle was called the Field of Flodden by the Scotsmen +and Brankston [Bramstone, 8.<sup>3</sup>] by the Englishmen, because it +was stricken on the hills of Flodden beside a town called Brankston; and +was stricken the ninth day of September, 1513.’</p> + +<p>The ballad follows history closely. ‘Lord Thomas Howard’ +(6.<sup>1</sup>), uncle to the queen, escorted her to Scotland in 1503: +‘This is ground enough,’ says Child, ‘for the ballad’s making him her +chamberlain ten years later.’</p> + +<p>‘Jack with a feather’ (12.<sup>1</sup>) is a contemptuous phrase +directed at King James’s rashness.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note4" id = "note4" href = "#tag4">4.</a> +Reprinted from the ninth edition of 1633 by J. O. Halliwell +[-Phillipps], 1859, where the ballad appears on pp. 48-9. Deloney’s book +was licensed in 1597.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +FLODDEN FIELD</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">King</span> Jamie hath made a vow,</p> +<p class = "inset">Keep it well if he may!</p> +<p>That he will be at lovely London</p> +<p class = "inset">Upon Saint James his day.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Upon Saint James his day at noon,</p> +<p class = "inset">At fair London will I be,</p> +<p>And all the lords in merry Scotland,</p> +<p class = "inset">They shall dine there with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespake good Queen Margaret,</p> +<p class = "inset">The tears fell from her eye:</p> +<p>‘Leave off these wars, most noble king,</p> +<p class = "inset">Keep your fidelity.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The water runs swift and wondrous deep,</p> +<p class = "inset">From bottom unto the brim;</p> +<p>My brother Henry hath men good enough;</p> +<p class = "inset">England is hard to win.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">73</span> +<a name = "page73" id = "page73"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Away,’ quoth he, ‘with this silly fool!</p> +<p class = "inset">In prison fast let her lie:</p> +<p>For she is come of the English blood,</p> +<p class = "inset">And for those words she shall die.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +With that bespake Lord Thomas Howard,</p> +<p class = "inset">The queen’s chamberlain that day:</p> +<p>‘If that you put Queen Margaret to death,</p> +<p class = "inset">Scotland shall rue it alway.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>2</sup> ‘Mome,’ dolt.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then in a rage King James did say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Away with this foolish mome!</p> +<p>He shall be hanged, and the other be burned,</p> +<p class = "inset">So soon as I come home.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +At Flodden Field the Scots came in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Which made our English men fain;</p> +<p>At Bramstone Green this battle was seen,</p> +<p class = "inset">There was King Jamie slain.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then presently the Scots did fly,</p> +<p class = "inset">Their cannons they left behind;</p> +<p>Their ensigns gay were won all away,</p> +<p class = "inset">Our soldiers did beat them blind.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +To tell you plain, twelve thousand were slain</p> +<p class = "inset">That to the fight did stand,</p> +<p>And many prisoners took that day,</p> +<p class = "inset">The best in all Scotland.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +That day made many [a] fatherless child,</p> +<p class = "inset">And many a widow poor,</p> +<p>And many a Scottish gay lady</p> +<p class = "inset">Sat weeping in her bower.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">74</span> +<a name = "page74" id = "page74"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Jack with a feather was lapt all in leather,</p> +<p class = "inset">His boastings were all in vain;</p> +<p>He had such a chance, with a new morrice dance,</p> +<p class = "inset">He never went home again.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">75</span> +<a name = "page75" id = "page75"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +DICK O’ THE COW</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is a combination of three, +but mainly from a text which seems to have been sent to Percy in 1775. +The other two are from Scottish tradition of the late eighteenth and +early nineteenth centuries. I have made a few changes in spelling +only. The ballad was certainly known before the end of the sixteenth +century, as Thomas Nashe refers to it in 1596:—‘<i>Dick of the +Cow</i>, that mad Demilance Northren Borderer, who plaid his prizes with +the Lord <i>Iockey</i> so brauely’ (Nashe’s <i>Works</i>, ed. R. B. +McKerrow, iii. p. 5). <i>Dick at the Caw</i> occurs in a list of +‘penny merriments’ printed for, and sold by, Philip Brooksby, about +1685.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is yet another of the +Border ballads of the Armstrongs and Liddesdale, and tells itself in an +admirable way.</p> + +<p>The ‘Cow,’ of course, cannot refer to cattle, as the word would be +‘Kye’: possibly it means ‘broom,’ or the hut in which he lived. See +Murray’s <i>Dictionary</i>, and cp. 9.<sup>3</sup></p> + +<p>‘Billie’ means ‘brother’; hence the quaint ‘billie Willie.’ It is the +same word as ‘bully,’ used of Bottom the Weaver, which also occurs in +the ballad of <i>Bewick and Grahame</i>, 5.<sup>2</sup> (see <a href = +"#page102">p. 102</a> of this volume).</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">76</span> +<a name = "page76" id = "page76"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +DICK O’ THE COW</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>3</sup> ‘lidder,’ lazy.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Now</span> Liddisdale has long lain in,</p> +<p class = "inset4"><i>Fa la</i></p> +<p>There is no rideing there at a’;</p> +<p class = "inset4"><i>Fa la</i></p> +<p>Their horse is growing so lidder and fatt</p> +<p class = "inset">That are lazie in the sta’.</p> +<p class = "inset4"><i>Fa la la didle</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>2</sup> ‘billie,’ brother.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>3</sup> ‘feed,’ feud.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then Johnë Armstrang to Willie can say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Billie, a rideing then will we;</p> +<p>England and us has been long at a feed;</p> +<p class = "inset">Perhaps we may hitt of some bootie<ins class = +"correction" title = "close quote missing">.’</ins></p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then they’re com’d on to Hutton Hall,</p> +<p class = "inset">They rade that proper place about;</p> +<p>But the laird he was the wiser man,</p> +<p class = "inset">For he had left nae gear without.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then he had left nae gear to steal,</p> +<p class = "inset">Except six sheep upon a lee;</p> +<p>Says Johnie, ‘I’de rather in England die,</p> +<p class = "inset">Before their six sheep goed to Liddisdale with +me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>2</sup> ‘know,’ hillock.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But how cal’d they the man we last with mett,</p> +<p class = "inset">Billie, as we came over the know?’</p> +<p>‘That same he is an innocent fool,</p> +<p class = "inset">And some men calls him Dick o’ the Cow.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">77</span> +<a name = "page77" id = "page77"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘That fool has three as good kyne of his own</p> +<p class = "inset">As is in a’ Cumberland, billie,’ quoth he;</p> +<p>‘Betide my life, betide my death,</p> +<p class = "inset">These three kyne shal go to Liddisdaile with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then they’re com’d on to the poor fool’s house,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they have broken his wals so wide;</p> +<p>They have loos’d out Dick o’ the Cow’s kyne three,</p> +<p class = "inset">And tane three co’erlets off his wife’s bed.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then on the morn, when the day grew light,</p> +<p class = "inset">The shouts and crys rose loud and high;</p> +<p>‘Hold thy tongue, my wife,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And of thy crying let me bee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hald thy tongue, my wife,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And of thy crying let me bee,</p> +<p>And ay that where thou wants a kow,</p> +<p class = "inset">Good sooth that I shal bring thee three.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dick’s com’d on to lord and master,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I wat a drerie fool was he;</p> +<p>‘Hald thy tongue, my fool,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For I may not stand to jest with thee.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">78</span> +<a name = "page78" id = "page78"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Shame speed a’ your jesting, my lord,’ quo’ Dickie,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For nae such jesting ’grees with me;</p> +<p>Liddesdaile has been in my house this last night,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they have tane my three kyne from me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But I may nae langer in Cumberland dwel,</p> +<p class = "inset">To be your poor fool and your leel,</p> +<p>Unless ye give me leave, my lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">To go to Liddisdale and steal.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘To give thee leave, my fool,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Thou speaks against mine honour and me;</p> +<p>Unless thou give me thy troth and thy right hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou’l steal frae nane but them that sta’ from +thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There is my trouth and my right hand;</p> +<p class = "inset">My head shal hing on Hairibie,</p> +<p>I’le never crose Carlele sands again,</p> +<p class = "inset">If I steal frae a man but them that sta’ frae +me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Dickie has tane leave at lord and master,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I wat a merrie fool was he;</p> +<p>He has bought a bridle and a pair of new spurs,</p> +<p class = "inset">And has packed them up in his breek-thigh.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">79</span> +<a name = "page79" id = "page79"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie’s come on for Puddinburn,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even as fast as he may drie;</p> +<p>Dickie’s come on for Puddinburn,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where there was thirty Armstrongs and three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’s this com’d on me!’ quo’ Dickë,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘What meakle wae’s this happen’d on me,’ quo’ he,</p> +<p>‘Where here is but an innocent fool,</p> +<p class = "inset">And there is thirty Armstrongs and three!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Yet he’s com’d up to the hall among them all;</p> +<p class = "inset">So wel he became his courtisie;</p> +<p>‘Well may ye be, my good Laird’s Jock,</p> +<p class = "inset">But the deil bless all your companie!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’m come to plain of your man Fair Johnie Armstrong,</p> +<p class = "inset">And syne his billie Willie,’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>‘How they have been in my house this last night,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they have tane my three ky frae me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +20.<sup>5</sup> ‘burden of batts,’ all the blows he can bear.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Quo’ Johnie Armstrong, ‘We’ll him hang;’</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Nay,’ then quo’ Willie, ‘we’ll him slae;’</p> +<p>But up bespake another young man,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘We’le nit him in a four-nooked sheet,</p> +<p>Give him his burden of batts, and lett him gae.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">80</span> +<a name = "page80" id = "page80"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then up bespake the good Laird’s Jock,</p> +<p class = "inset">The best falla in the companie;</p> +<p>‘Sitt thy way down a little while, Dickë,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a peice of thine own cow’s hough I’l give to +thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +22.<sup>2</sup> ‘dought,’ was able.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +But Dickie’s heart it grew so great</p> +<p class = "inset">That never a bitt of it he dought to eat;</p> +<p>But Dickie was warr of ane auld peat-house,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where there al the night he thought for to sleep.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie was warr of that auld peat-house,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where there al the night he thought for to ly;</p> +<p>And a’ the prayers the poor fool pray’d was,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I wish I had a mense for my own three kye!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then it was the use of Puddinburn,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the house of Mangertoun, all haile!</p> +<p>These that came not at the first call</p> +<p class = "inset">They gott no more meat till the next meall.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>1</sup> ‘aevery,’ ravenous.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The lads, that hungry and aevery was,</p> +<p class = "inset">Above the door-head they flang the key.</p> +<p>Dickie took good notice to that;</p> +<p class = "inset">Says, ‘There’s a bootie younder for me.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">81</span> +<a name = "page81" id = "page81"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>3</sup> ‘St. Mary knot,’ a triple knot.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie’s gane into the stable,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where there stood thirty horse and three;</p> +<p>He has ty’d them a’ with St. Mary knot,</p> +<p class = "inset">All these horse but barely three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has ty’d them a’ with St. Mary knot,</p> +<p class = "inset">All these horse but barely three;</p> +<p>He has loupen on one, taken another in his hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And out at the door and gane is Dickie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then on the morn, when the day grew light,</p> +<p class = "inset">The shouts and cryes rose loud and high;</p> +<p>‘What’s that theife?’ quo’ the good Laird’s Jock,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Tel me the truth and the verity.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’s that theife?’ quo’ the good Laird’s Jock,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘See unto me ye do not lie.</p> +<p>Dick o’ the Cow has been in the stable this last nicht,</p> +<p class = "inset">And has my brother’s horse and mine frae me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ye wad never be tel’d it,’ quo’ the Laird’s Jock,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Have ye not found my tales fu’ leel?</p> +<p>Ye wad never out of England bide,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till crooked and blind and a’ wad steal.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">82</span> +<a name = "page82" id = "page82"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But will thou lend me thy bay?’ Fair Johnë Armstrong can say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘There’s nae mae horse loose in the stable but +he;</p> +<p>And I’le either bring ye Dick o’ the Kow again.</p> +<p class = "inset">Or the day is come that he must die.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +32.<sup>4</sup> The copy reads ’should no make.‘</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘To lend thee my bay,’ the Laird’s Jock can say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘He’s both worth gold and good monie;</p> +<p>Dick o’ the Kow has away twa horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wish no thou should make him three.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +33.<sup>1</sup> ‘jack,’ jerkin.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He has tane the Laird’s jack on his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">The twa-handed sword that hang leugh by his +thigh;</p> +<p>He has tane the steel cap on his head,</p> +<p class = "inset">And on is he to follow Dickie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie was not a mile off the town,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wat a mile but barely three,</p> +<p>Till John Armstrong has o’ertane Dick o’ the Kow,</p> +<p class = "inset">Hand for hand on Cannobie lee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Abide thee, bide now, Dickie than,</p> +<p class = "inset">The day is come that thou must die.’</p> +<p>Dickie looked o’er his left shoulder,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Johnie, has thou any mo in thy company?</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">83</span> +<a name = "page83" id = "page83"> </a> +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There is a preacher in our chapell,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ the lee-lang day teaches he;</p> +<p>When day is gane, and night is come,</p> +<p class = "inset">There’s never a word I mark but three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The first and second’s Faith and Conscience,</p> +<p class = "inset">The third is, Johnie, Take head of thee!</p> +<p>But what faith and conscience had thou, traitor,</p> +<p class = "inset">When thou took my three kye frae me?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And when thou had tane my three kye,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou thought in thy heart thou was no wel sped;</p> +<p>But thou sent thy billie Willie o’er the know,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he took three co’erlets off my wife’s bed.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Johnë lett a spear fa’ leugh by his thigh,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thought well to run the innocent through,</p> +<p>But the powers above was more than his,</p> +<p class = "inset">He ran but the poor fool’s jerkin through.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +40.<sup>1</sup> ‘blan,’ stopped.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Together they ran or ever they blan;</p> +<p class = "inset">This was Dickie the fool, and hee;</p> +<p>Dickie could not win to him with the blade of the sword,</p> +<p class = "inset">But he fel’d him with the plummet under the eye.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">84</span> +<a name = "page84" id = "page84"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Dickie has fel’d Fair Johnë Armstrong,</p> +<p class = "inset">The prettiest man in the south countrey;</p> +<p>‘Gramercie,’ then can Dickie say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I had twa horse, thou has made me three.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has tane the laird’s jack of his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">The twa-handed sword that hang leugh by his +thigh;</p> +<p>He has tane the steel cap off his head;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Johnie, I’le tel my master I met with thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When Johnë waken’d out of his dream,</p> +<p class = "inset">I wat a drery man was he;</p> +<p>‘Is thou gane now, Dickie, than?</p> +<p class = "inset">The shame gae in thy company!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Is thou gane now, Dickie, than?</p> +<p class = "inset">The shame go in thy companie!</p> +<p>For if I should live this hundred year,</p> +<p class = "inset">I shal never fight with a fool after thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie comed home to lord and master,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even as fast as he may drie.</p> +<p>‘Now, Dickie, I shal neither eat meat nor drink</p> +<p class = "inset">Till high hanged that thou shall be!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The shame speed the liars, my lord!’ quo’ Dickie,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That was no the promise ye made to me;</p> +<p>For I’d never gane to Liddesdale to steal</p> +<p class = "inset">Till that I sought my leave at thee.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">85</span> +<a name = "page85" id = "page85"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">47.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +47.<sup>2</sup> ‘limmer,’ rascal.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But what gart thou steal the Laird’s Jock’s horse?</p> +<p class = "inset">And, limmer, what gart thou steal him?’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>‘For lang might thou in Cumberland dwelt</p> +<p class = "inset">Or the Laird’s Jock had stoln ought frae thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">48.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Indeed I wat ye lee’d, my lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">And even so loud as I hear ye lie;</p> +<p>I wan him frae his man, Fair Johnë Armstrong,</p> +<p class = "inset">Hand for hand on Cannobie lee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">49.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There’s the jack was on his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">The twa-handed sword that hung leugh by his +thigh;</p> +<p>There’s the steel cap was on his head;</p> +<p class = "inset">I have a’ these takens to lett you see.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">50.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘If that be true thou to me tels</p> +<p class = "inset">(I trow thou dare not tel a lie),</p> +<p>I’le give thee twenty pound for the good horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wel tel’d in thy cloke-lap shall be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">51.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And I’le give thee one of my best milk-kye</p> +<p class = "inset">To maintain thy wife and children three;</p> +<p>And that may be as good, I think,</p> +<p class = "inset">As ony twa o’ thine might be.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">86</span> +<a name = "page86" id = "page86"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">52.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The shame speed the liars, my lord!’ quo’ Dickie;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Trow ye ay to make a fool of me?</p> +<p>I’le either have thirty pound for the good horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or else he’s gae to Mattan fair wi’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">53.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then he has given him thirty pound for the good horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">All in gold and good monie:</p> +<p>He has given him one of his best milk-kye</p> +<p class = "inset">To maintain his wife and children three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">54.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie’s come down through Carlile town,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even as fast as he may drie.</p> +<p>The first of men that he with mett</p> +<p class = "inset">Was my lord’s brother, Bailife Glazenberrie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">55.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Well may ye be, my good Ralph Scrupe!’</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Welcome, my brother’s fool!’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>‘Where did thou gett Fair Johnie Armstrong’s horse?’</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Where did I get him but steal him,’ quo’ he.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">56.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +56.<sup>3</sup> I have inserted ‘thou’ to complete the sense; ‘and,’ +here and below, 60.<sup>4</sup>, meaning ‘if.’</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But will thou sell me Fair Johnie Armstrong’s horse?</p> +<p class = "inset">And, billie, will thou sell him to me?’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>‘Ay, and [thou] tel me the monie on my cloke-lap,</p> +<p class = "inset">For there’s not one farthing I’le trust thee.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">87</span> +<a name = "page87" id = "page87"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">57.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’le give thee fifteen pound for the good horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wel told on thy cloke-lap shal be;</p> +<p>And I’le give thee one of my best milk-kye</p> +<p class = "inset">To maintain thy wife and thy children three.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">58.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The shame speed the liars, my lord!’ quo’ Dickë,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Trow ye ay to make a fool of me?’ quo’ he;</p> +<p>‘I’le either have thirty pound for the good horse.</p> +<p class = "inset">Or else he’s to Mattan Fair with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">59.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has given him thirty pound for the good horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">All in gold and good monie;</p> +<p>He has given him one of his best milk-kye</p> +<p class = "inset">To maintain his wife and children three.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">60.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie lap a loup on high,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I wat a loud laughter leugh he;</p> +<p>‘I wish the neck of the third horse were browken,</p> +<p class = "inset">For I have a better of my own, and onie better can +be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">61.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Dickie com’d hame to his wife again.</p> +<p class = "inset">Judge ye how the poor fool he sped!</p> +<p>He has given her three score of English pounds</p> +<p class = "inset">For the three auld co’erlets was tane off her +bed.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">88</span> +<a name = "page88" id = "page88"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">62.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hae, take thee there twa as good kye,</p> +<p class = "inset">I trow, as all thy three might be;</p> +<p>And yet here is a white-footed naigg,</p> +<p class = "inset">I think he’le carry both thee and me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">63.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But I may no langer in Cumberland dwell;</p> +<p class = "inset">The Armstrongs they’le hang me high.’</p> +<p>But Dickie has tane leave at lord and master,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Burgh under Stanemuir there dwels Dickie.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">89</span> +<a name = "page89" id = "page89"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +SIR HUGH IN THE GRIME’S DOWNFALL</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> given here is comparatively +a late one, from the Roxburghe collection (iii. 456). An earlier +broadside, in the same and other collections, gives a longer but +curiously corrupted version, exhibiting such perversions as ‘Screw’ for +‘Scroop,’ and ‘Garlard’ for ‘Carlisle.’</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> in its full form relates +that Sir Hugh in the Grime (Hughie Graeme or Graham) stole a mare from +the Bishop of Carlisle, by way of retaliation for the Bishop’s seduction +of his wife. He was pursued by Lord Scroop, taken, and conveyed to +Carlisle and hanged.</p> + +<p>Scott suggested that Hugh Graham may have been one of four hundred +Borderers accused to the Bishop of Carlisle of various murders and +thefts about 1548.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +SIR HUGH IN THE GRIME’S DOWNFALL</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Good</span> Lord John is a hunting gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">Over the hills and dales so far,</p> +<p>For to take Sir Hugh in the Grime,</p> +<p class = "inset">For stealing of the bishop’s mare.</p> +<p class = "inset5"><i>He derry derry down</i></p> + +<span class = "pagenum">90</span> +<a name = "page90" id = "page90"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Hugh in the Grime was taken then</p> +<p class = "inset">And carried to Carlisle town;</p> +<p>The merry women came out amain,</p> +<p class = "inset">Saying, ‘The name of Grime shall never go down.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O then a jury of women was brought,</p> +<p class = "inset">Of the best that could be found;</p> +<p>Eleven of them spoke all at once,</p> +<p class = "inset">Saying ‘The name of Grime shall never go down.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And then a jury of men was brought,</p> +<p class = "inset">More the pity for to be!</p> +<p>Eleven of them spoke all at once,</p> +<p class = "inset">Saying ‘Hugh in the Grime, you are guilty.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Hugh in the Grime was cast to be hang’d,</p> +<p class = "inset">Many of his friends did for him lack;</p> +<p>For fifteen foot in the prisin he did jump,</p> +<p class = "inset">With his hands tyed fast behind his back.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespoke our good Lady Ward,</p> +<p class = "inset">As she set on the bench so high;</p> +<p>‘A peck of white pennys I’ll give to my lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">If he’ll grant Hugh Grime to me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And if it be not full enough,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll stroke it up with my silver fan;</p> +<p>And if it be not full enough,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll heap it up with my own hand.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">91</span> +<a name = "page91" id = "page91"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hold your tongue now, Lady Ward,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of your talkitive let it be!</p> +<p>There is never a Grime came in this court</p> +<p class = "inset">That at thy bidding shall saved be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespoke our good Lady Moor,</p> +<p class = "inset">As she sat on the bench so high;</p> +<p>‘A yoke of fat oxen I’ll give to my lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">If he’ll grant Hugh Grime to me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hold your tongue now, good Lady Moor,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of your talkitive let it be!</p> +<p>There is never a Grime came to this court</p> +<p class = "inset">That at thy bidding saved shall be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Sir Hugh in the Grime look’d out of the door,</p> +<p class = "inset">With his hand out of the bar;</p> +<p>There he spy’d his father dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Tearing of his golden hair.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hold your tongue, good father dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of your weeping let it be!</p> +<p>For if they bereave me of my life,</p> +<p class = "inset">They cannot bereave me of the heavens so high.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Sir Hugh in the Grime look’d out at the door;</p> +<p class = "inset">Oh, what a sorry heart had he!</p> +<p>There he spy’d his mother dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Weeping and wailing ‘Oh, woe is me!’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">92</span> +<a name = "page92" id = "page92"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hold your tongue now, mother dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of your weeping let it be!</p> +<p>For if they bereave me of my life,</p> +<p class = "inset">They cannot bereave me of heaven’s fee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’ll leave my sword to Johnny Armstrong,</p> +<p class = "inset">That is made of mettal so fine,</p> +<p>That when he comes to the border-side</p> +<p class = "inset">He may think of Hugh in the Grime.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">93</span> +<a name = "page93" id = "page93"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE DEATH OF PARCY REED</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text.</span>—There are two texts +available for this ballad, of which the second one, here given, was said +to have been taken down from the singing of an old woman by James Telfer +of Liddesdale, and was so printed in Richardson’s <i>Borderers‘ Table +Book</i> (1846). It preserves almost the whole of the other version, +taken from Robert White’s papers, who recorded it in 1829; but it +obviously bears marks of having been tampered with by Telfer. However, +it contains certain stanzas which Child says may be regarded as +traditional, and it is therefore preferred here.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Percival or Parcy +Reed was warden of the district round Troughend, a high tract of +land in Redesdale. In the discharge of his duties he incurred the enmity +of the family of Hall of Girsonsfield (two miles east of Troughend) and +of some moss-troopers named Crosier. As the ballad shows, the treachery +of the Halls delivered Parcy Reed into the Crosiers’ hands at a hut in +Batinghope, a glen westward of the Whitelee stream. Local tradition +adds to the details narrated in the ballad that Parcy’s wife had been +warned by a dream of her husband’s danger, and that on the following +morning his loaf of bread happened to be turned upside +down—a very bad omen.</p> + +<p>Further, we learn from the same source, the Crosiers’ barbarous +treatment of Parcy’s corpse aroused the +<span class = "pagenum">94</span> +<a name = "page94" id = "page94"> </a> +indignation of the neighbourhood, and they and the treacherous Halls +were driven away.</p> + +<p>Girsonsfield has belonged to no one of the name of Hall as far back +as Elizabeth, whence it is argued that the ballad is not later than the +sixteenth century.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE DEATH OF PARCY REED</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2</sup> ‘reaving,’ robbing.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘staig,’ horse; ‘stot,’ ox.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">God</span> send the land deliverance</p> +<p class = "inset">Frae every reaving, riding Scot!</p> +<p>We’ll sune hae neither cow nor ewe,</p> +<p class = "inset">We’ll sune hae neither staig nor stot.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The outlaws come frae Liddesdale,</p> +<p class = "inset">They herry Redesdale far and near;</p> +<p>The rich man’s gelding it maun gang,</p> +<p class = "inset">They canna pass the puir man’s mear.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Sure it were weel, had ilka thief</p> +<p class = "inset">Around his neck a halter strang;</p> +<p>And curses heavy may they light</p> +<p class = "inset">On traitors vile oursels amang.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Parcy Reed has Crosier taen,</p> +<p class = "inset">He has delivered him to the law;</p> +<p>But Crosier says he’ll do waur than that,</p> +<p class = "inset">He’ll make the tower o’ Troughend fa’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And Crosier says he will do waur,</p> +<p class = "inset">He will do waur if waur can be;</p> +<p>He’ll make the bairns a’ fatherless;</p> +<p class = "inset">And then the land it may lie lee.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">95</span> +<a name = "page95" id = "page95"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘To the hunting, ho!’ cried Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘The morning sun is on the dew;</p> +<p>The cauler breeze frae off the fells</p> +<p class = "inset">Will lead the dogs to the quarry true.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘To the hunting, ho!’ cried Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And to the hunting he has gane;</p> +<p>And the three fause Ha’s o’ Girsonsfield</p> +<p class = "inset">Alang wi’ him he has them ta’en.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They hunted high, they hunted low,</p> +<p class = "inset">By heathery hill and birken shaw;</p> +<p>They raised a buck on Rooken Edge,</p> +<p class = "inset">And blew the mort at fair Ealylawe.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They hunted high, they hunted low,</p> +<p class = "inset">They made the echoes ring amain;</p> +<p>With music sweet o’ horn and hound,</p> +<p class = "inset">They merry made fair Redesdale glen.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They hunted high, they hunted low,</p> +<p class = "inset">They hunted up, they hunted down,</p> +<p>Until the day was past the prime,</p> +<p class = "inset">And it grew late in the afternoon.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They hunted high in Batinghope,</p> +<p class = "inset">When as the sun was sinking low.</p> +<p>Says Parcy then, ‘Ca’ off the dogs,</p> +<p class = "inset">We’ll bait our steeds and homeward go.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They lighted high in Batinghope,</p> +<p class = "inset">Atween the brown and benty ground;</p> +<p>They had but rested a little while,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till Parcy Reed was sleeping sound.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">96</span> +<a name = "page96" id = "page96"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There’s nane may lean on a rotten staff,</p> +<p class = "inset">But him that risks to get a fa’;</p> +<p>There’s nane may in a traitor trust,</p> +<p class = "inset">And traitors black were every Ha’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They’ve stown the bridle off his steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they’ve put water in his lang gun;</p> +<p>They’ve fixed his sword within the sheath,</p> +<p class = "inset">That out again it winna come.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Awaken ye, waken ye, Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or by your enemies be taen;</p> +<p>For yonder are the five Crosiers</p> +<p class = "inset">A-coming owre the Hingin-stane.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘If they be five, and we be four,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae that ye stand alang wi’ me,</p> +<p>Then every man ye will take one,</p> +<p class = "inset">And only leave but two to me.</p> +<p>We will them meet as brave men ought,</p> +<p class = "inset">And make them either fight or flee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘We mayna stand, we canna stand,</p> +<p class = "inset">We daurna stand alang wi’ thee;</p> +<p>The Crosiers haud thee at a feud,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they wad kill baith thee and we.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O, turn thee, turn thee, Johnnie Ha’,</p> +<p class = "inset">O, turn thee, man, and fight wi’ me;</p> +<p>When ye come to Troughend again,</p> +<p class = "inset">My gude black naig I will gie thee;</p> +<p>He cost full twenty pound o’ gowd,</p> +<p class = "inset">Atween my brother John and me<ins class = +"correction" title = "period and close quote missing">.’</ins></p> + +<span class = "pagenum">97</span> +<a name = "page97" id = "page97"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I mayna turn, I canna turn,</p> +<p class = "inset">I daurna turn and fight wi’ thee;</p> +<p>The Crosiers haud thee at a feud,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they wad kill baith thee and me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O, turn thee, turn thee, Willie Ha’,</p> +<p class = "inset">O, turn thee, man, and fight wi’ me;</p> +<p>When ye come to Troughend again,</p> +<p class = "inset">A yoke o’ owsen I’ll gie thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I mayna turn, I canna turn,</p> +<p class = "inset">I daurna turn and fight wi’ thee;</p> +<p>The Crosiers haud thee at a feud,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they wad kill baith thee and me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O, turn thee, turn thee, Tommy Ha’,</p> +<p class = "inset">O, turn now, man, and fight wi’ me;</p> +<p>If ever we come to Troughend again,</p> +<p class = "inset">My daughter Jean I’ll gie to thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I mayna turn, I canna turn,</p> +<p class = "inset">I daurna turn, and fight wi’ thee;</p> +<p>The Crosiers haud thee at a feud,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they wad kill baith thee and me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O, shame upon ye, traitors a’!</p> +<p class = "inset">I wish your hames ye may never see;</p> +<p>Ye’ve stown the bridle off my naig,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I can neither fight nor flee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ye’ve stown the bridle off my naig,</p> +<p class = "inset">And ye’ve put water i’ my lang gun;</p> +<p>Ye’ve fixed my sword within the sheath,</p> +<p class = "inset">That out again it winna come.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">98</span> +<a name = "page98" id = "page98"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>4</sup> ‘graithed,’ accoutred.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He had but time to cross himsel’,</p> +<p class = "inset">A prayer he hadna time to say,</p> +<p>Till round him came the Crosiers keen,</p> +<p class = "inset">All riding graithed, and in array.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Weel met, weel met, now, Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou art the very man we sought;</p> +<p>Owre lang hae we been in your debt,</p> +<p class = "inset">Now will we pay you as we ought.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +28.<sup>3</sup> ‘fankit,’ entangled.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘We’ll pay thee at the nearest tree,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where we shall hang thee like a hound;’</p> +<p>Brave Parcy rais’d his fankit sword,</p> +<p class = "inset">And fell’d the foremost to the ground.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Alake, and wae for Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">Alake, he was an unarmed man;</p> +<p>Four weapons pierced him all at once,</p> +<p class = "inset">As they assailed him there and than.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They fell upon him all at once,</p> +<p class = "inset">They mangled him most cruellie;</p> +<p>The slightest wound might caused his deid,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they hae gi’en him thirty-three:</p> +<p>They hacket off his hands and feet,</p> +<p class = "inset">And left him lying on the lee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +31.<sup>4</sup> ‘the airt o’,’ <i>i.e.</i> in the direction of.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Now, Parcy Reed, we’ve paid our debt,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye canna weel dispute the tale,’</p> +<p>The Crosiers said, and off they rade;</p> +<p class = "inset">They rade the airt o’ Liddesdale.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">99</span> +<a name = "page99" id = "page99"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +It was the hour o’ gloaming gray,</p> +<p class = "inset">When herds come in frae fauld and pen;</p> +<p>A herd he saw a huntsman lie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Says he, ‘Can this be Laird Troughen’?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "first"> +’There’s some will ca’ me Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And some will ca’ me Laird Troughen’;</p> +<p>It’s little matter what they ca’ me,</p> +<p class = "inset">My faes hae made me ill to ken.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There’s some will ca’ me Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And speak my praise in tower and town</p> +<p>It’s little matter what they do now,</p> +<p class = "inset">My life-blood rudds the heather brown.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There’s some will ca’ me Parcy Reed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ my virtues say and sing;</p> +<p>I would much rather have just now</p> +<p class = "inset">A draught o’ water frae the spring.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The herd flung aff his clouted shoon,</p> +<p class = "inset">And to the nearest fountain ran;</p> +<p>He made his bonnet serve a cup,</p> +<p class = "inset">And wan the blessing o’ the dying man.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now, honest herd, you maun do mair,—</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye maun do mair as I you tell;</p> +<p>You maun bear tidings to Troughend,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bear likewise my last farewell.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘A farewell to my wedded wife,</p> +<p class = "inset">A farewell to my brother John,</p> +<p>Wha sits into the Troughend tower,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ heart as black as any stone.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">100</span> +<a name = "page100" id = "page100"> </a> +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘A farewell to my daughter Jean,</p> +<p class = "inset">A farewell to my young sons five;</p> +<p>Had they been at their father’s hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">I had this night been man alive.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘A farewell to my followers a’,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ my neighbours gude at need;</p> +<p>Bid them think how the treacherous Ha’s</p> +<p class = "inset">Betrayed the life o’ Parcy Reed.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The laird o’ Clennel bears my bow,</p> +<p class = "inset">The laird o’ Brandon bears my brand;</p> +<p>Whene’er they ride i’ the Border side,</p> +<p class = "inset">They’ll mind the fate o’ the laird Troughend.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">101</span> +<a name = "page101" id = "page101"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +BEWICK AND GRAHAME</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from several broadsides +and chap-books, but mainly depends on a stall-copy entitled <i>The Song +of Bewick and Grahame</i>, approximately dated 1740. Sir Walter Scott +considered this ballad ‘remarkable, as containing probably the very +latest allusion to the institution of brotherhood in arms’ (see +14.<sup>4</sup>, and the use of the word ‘bully’); but Child strongly +suspects there was an older and better copy than those extant, none of +which is earlier than the eighteenth century.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is concerned with two +fathers, who boast about their sons, and cause the two lads to fight. +Christy Graham is faced with the dilemma of fighting either his father +or his brother-in-arms, and decides to meet the latter; but, should he +kill his friend, he determines not to return alive. Young Bewick takes a +similar vow. They fight two hours, and at last an ‘ackward’ stroke kills +Bewick, and Christy falls on his sword. The two fathers lament, and the +ballad-singer finishes by putting the blame on them.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +BEWICK AND GRAHAME</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Old</span> Grahame he is to Carlisle gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where Sir Robert Bewick there met he;</p> +<p>In arms to the wine they are gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">And drank till they were both merry.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">102</span> +<a name = "page102" id = "page102"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Old Grahame he took up the cup,</p> +<p class = "inset">And said, ‘Brother Bewick, here’s to thee,</p> +<p>And here’s to our two sons at home,</p> +<p class = "inset">For they live best in our country.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay, were thy son as good as mine,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of some books he could but read,</p> +<p>With sword and buckler by his side,</p> +<p class = "inset">To see how he could save his head.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘They might have been call’d two bold brethren</p> +<p class = "inset">Where ever they did go or ride;</p> +<p>They might have been call’d two bold brethren,</p> +<p class = "inset">They might have crack’d the Border-side.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>2</sup> ‘bully,’ = billie, brother. See page 75.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Thy son is bad, and is but a lad,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bully to my son cannot be;</p> +<p>For my son Bewick can both write and read,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sure I am that cannot he.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I put him to school, but he would not learn,</p> +<p class = "inset">I bought him books but he would not read;</p> +<p>But my blessing he’s never have</p> +<p class = "inset">Till I see how his hand can save his head.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">103</span> +<a name = "page103" id = "page103"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Old Grahame called for an account,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he ask’d what was for to pay;</p> +<p>There he paid a crown, so it went round,</p> +<p class = "inset">Which was all for good wine and hay.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Old Grahame is into the stable gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where stood thirty good steeds and three;</p> +<p>He’s taken his own steed by the head,</p> +<p class = "inset">And home rode he right wantonly.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When he came home, there did he espy</p> +<p class = "inset">A loving sight to spy or see,</p> +<p>There did he espy his own three sons,</p> +<p class = "inset">Young Christy Grahame, the foremost was he.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There did he espy his own three sons,</p> +<p class = "inset">Young Christy Grahame, the foremost was he;</p> +<p>‘Where have you been all day, father,</p> +<p class = "inset">That no counsel you would take by me?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay, I have been in Carlisle town,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where Sir Robert Bewick there met me;</p> +<p>He said thou was bad, and call’d thee a lad,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a baffled man by thou I be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘He said thou was bad, and call’d thee a lad,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bully to his son cannot be;</p> +<p>For his son Bewick can both write and read,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sure I am that cannot thee.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">104</span> +<a name = "page104" id = "page104"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I put thee to school, but thou would not learn,</p> +<p class = "inset">I bought thee books, but thou would not read;</p> +<p>But my blessing thou’s never have</p> +<p class = "inset">Till I see with Bewick thou can save thy head.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh, pray forbear, my father dear;</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever such a thing should be!</p> +<p>Shall I venture my body in field to fight</p> +<p class = "inset">With a man that’s faith and troth to me?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’s that thou sayst, thou limmer loon?</p> +<p class = "inset">Or how dare thou stand to speak to me?</p> +<p>If thou do not end this quarrel soon,</p> +<p class = "inset">Here is my glove, thou shalt fight me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Christy stoop’d low unto the ground,</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto the ground, as you’ll understand;</p> +<p>‘O father, put on your glove again,</p> +<p class = "inset">The wind hath blown it from your hand.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’s that thou sayst, thou limmer loon?</p> +<p class = "inset">Or how dare thou stand to speak to me?</p> +<p>If thou do not end this quarrel soon,</p> +<p class = "inset">Here is my hand, thou shalt fight me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Christy Grahame is to his chamber gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">And for to study, as well might be,</p> +<p>Whether to fight with his father dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or with his bully Bewick he.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">105</span> +<a name = "page105" id = "page105"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘If it be my fortune my bully to kill,</p> +<p class = "inset">As you shall boldly understand,</p> +<p>In every town that I ride through,</p> +<p class = "inset">They’ll say, There rides a brotherless man!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay, for to kill my bully dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">I think it will be a deadly sin;</p> +<p>And for to kill my father dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">The blessing of heaven I ne’er shall win.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O give me your blessing, father,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And pray well for me for to thrive;</p> +<p>If it be my fortune my bully to kill,</p> +<p class = "inset">I swear I’ll ne’er come home alive.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He put on his back a good plate-jack,</p> +<p class = "inset">And on his head a cap of steel,</p> +<p>With sword and buckler by his side;</p> +<p class = "inset">O gin he did not become them well!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O fare thee well, my father dear!</p> +<p class = "inset">And fare thee well, thou Carlisle town!</p> +<p>If it be my fortune my bully to kill,</p> +<p class = "inset">I swear I’ll ne’er eat bread again.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +24.<sup>2</sup> ‘belive,’ soon.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Now we’ll leave talking of Christy Grahame,</p> +<p class = "inset">And talk of him again belive;</p> +<p>But we will talk of bonny Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where he was teaching his scholars five.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">106</span> +<a name = "page106" id = "page106"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now when he had learn’d them well to fence,</p> +<p class = "inset">To handle their swords without any doubt,</p> +<p>He’s taken his own sword under his arm,</p> +<p class = "inset">And walk’d his father’s close about.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>2</sup> ‘farleys,’ wonders, novelties.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He look’d between him and the sun,</p> +<p class = "inset">To see what farleys he could see;</p> +<p>There he spy’d a man with armour on,</p> +<p class = "inset">As he came riding over the lee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I wonder much what man yon be</p> +<p class = "inset">That so boldly this way does come;</p> +<p>I think it is my nighest friend,</p> +<p class = "inset">I think it is my bully Grahame.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O welcome, O welcome, bully Grahame!</p> +<p class = "inset">O man, thou art my dear, welcome!</p> +<p>O man, thou art my dear, welcome!</p> +<p class = "inset">For I love thee best in Christendom.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Away, away, O bully Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of thy bullyship let me be!</p> +<p>The day is come I never thought on;</p> +<p class = "inset">Bully, I’m come here to fight with thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O no! not so, O bully Grahame!</p> +<p class = "inset">That e’er such a word should spoken be!</p> +<p>I was thy master, thou was my scholar;</p> +<p class = "inset">So well as I have learned thee.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">107</span> +<a name = "page107" id = "page107"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My father he was in Carlisle town,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where thy father Bewick there met he;</p> +<p>He said I was bad, and he call’d me a lad,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a baffled man by thou I be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Away, away, O bully Grahame,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of all that talk, man, let us be!</p> +<p>We’ll take three men of either side</p> +<p class = "inset">To see if we can our fathers agree.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Away, away, O bully Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of thy bullyship let me be!</p> +<p>But if thou <ins class = "correction" +title = "text reads ‘he’">be</ins> a man, as I trow thou art,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come over this ditch and fight with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O no, not so, my bully Grahame!</p> +<p class = "inset">That e’er such a word should spoken be!</p> +<p>Shall I venture my body in field to fight</p> +<p class = "inset">With a man that’s faith and troth to me?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Away, away, O bully Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of all that care, man, let us be!</p> +<p>If thou be a man, as I trow thou art,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come over this ditch and fight with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now, if it be my fortune thee, Grahame, to kill,</p> +<p class = "inset">As God’s will’s, man, it all must be:</p> +<p>But if it be my fortune thee, Grahame, to kill,</p> +<p class = "inset">’Tis home again I’ll never gae.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">108</span> +<a name = "page108" id = "page108"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Thou art then of my mind, bully Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sworn-brethren will we be;</p> +<p>If thou be a man, as I trow thou art,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come over this ditch and fight with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He flang his cloak from off his shoulders,</p> +<p class = "inset">His psalm-book out of his hand flung he,</p> +<p>He clap’d his hand upon the hedge,</p> +<p class = "inset">And o’er lap he right wantonly.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When Grahame did see his bully come,</p> +<p class = "inset">The salt tear stood long in his eye;</p> +<p>‘Now needs must I say that thou art a man,</p> +<p class = "inset">That dare venture thy body to fight with me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now I have a harness on my back;</p> +<p class = "inset">I know that thou hath none on thine;</p> +<p>But as little as thou hath on thy back,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sure as little shall there be on mine.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He flang his jack from off his back,</p> +<p class = "inset">His steel cap from his head flang he;</p> +<p>He’s taken his sword into his hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">He’s tyed his horse unto a tree.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now they fell to it with two broad swords,</p> +<p class = "inset">For two long hours fought Bewick and he;</p> +<p>Much sweat was to be seen on them both,</p> +<p class = "inset">But never a drop of blood to see.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">109</span> +<a name = "page109" id = "page109"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Grahame gave Bewick an ackward stroke,</p> +<p class = "inset">An ackward stroke surely struck he;</p> +<p>He struck him now under the left breast,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then down to the ground as dead fell he.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Arise, arise, O bully Bewick,</p> +<p class = "inset">Arise, and speak three words to me!</p> +<p>Whether this be thy deadly wound,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or God and good surgeons will mend thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O horse, O horse, O bully Grahame,</p> +<p class = "inset">And pray do get thee far from me!</p> +<p>Thy sword is sharp, it hath wounded my heart,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so no further can I gae.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O horse, O horse, O bully Grahame,</p> +<p class = "inset">And get thee far from me with speed!</p> +<p>And get thee out of this country quite!</p> +<p class = "inset">That none may know who’s done the deed.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">47.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O if this be true, my bully dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">The words that thou dost tell to me,</p> +<p>The vow I made, and the vow I’ll keep;</p> +<p class = "inset">I swear I’ll be the first to die.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">48.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +48.<sup>1</sup> ‘moudie-hill,’ mole-hill.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then he stuck his sword in a moudie-hill,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where he lap thirty good foot and three;</p> +<p>First he bequeathed his soul to God,</p> +<p class = "inset">And upon his own sword-point lap he.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">110</span> +<a name = "page110" id = "page110"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">49.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Grahame he was the first that died,</p> +<p class = "inset">And then came Robin Bewick to see;</p> +<p>‘Arise, arise, O son,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For I see thou’s won the victory.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">50.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Arise, arise, O son,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For I see thou’s won the victory;’</p> +<p>‘Father, could ye not drunk your wine at home,</p> +<p class = "inset">And letten me and my brother be?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">51.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay, dig a grave both low and wide,</p> +<p class = "inset">And in it us two pray bury;</p> +<p>But bury my bully Grahame on the sun-side,</p> +<p class = "inset">For I’m sure he’s won the victory.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">52.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now we’ll leave talking of these two brethren,</p> +<p class = "inset">In Carlisle town where they lie slain,</p> +<p>And talk of these two good old men,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where they were making a pitiful moan.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">53.</p> +<p class = "first"> +With that bespoke now Robin Bewick;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘O man, was I not much to blame?</p> +<p>I have lost one of the liveliest lads</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever was bred unto my name.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">54.</p> +<p class = "first"> +With that bespoke my good lord Grahame;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘O man, I have lost the better block;</p> +<p>I have lost my comfort and my joy,</p> +<p class = "inset">I have lost my key, I have lost my lock.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">111</span> +<a name = "page111" id = "page111"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">55.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Had I gone through all Ladderdale,</p> +<p class = "inset">And forty horse had set on me,</p> +<p>Had Christy Grahame been at my back,</p> +<p class = "inset">So well as he would guarded me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">56.</p> +<p class = "first"> +I have no more of my song to sing,</p> +<p class = "inset">But two or three words to you I’ll name;</p> +<p>But ’twill be talk’d in Carlisle town</p> +<p class = "inset">That these two old men were all the blame.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">112</span> +<a name = "page112" id = "page112"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE FIRE OF FRENDRAUGHT</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Motherwell’s +<i>Minstrelsy</i>. He received the ballad from Charles Kirkpatrick +Sharp. In Maidment’s <i>North Countrie Garland</i> there is a similar +version with a number of small verbal differences.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Frendraught in +Aberdeenshire, and Rothiemay in Banffshire, lie on opposite sides of the +Deveron, which separates the counties. A feud began (as the +result of a dispute over fishing rights) between Crichton of Frendraught +and Gordon of Rothiemay, and in a fight on the first day of the year +1630, Rothiemay and others were killed. Kinsmen of both parties were +involved; and though the broil was temporarily settled, another soon +sprang up. The Lord John of the ballad was Viscount Melgum, the second +son of the Marquis of Huntly, who was appealed to as a peacemaker +between the factions of Leslie and Crichton. Lord John and Rothiemay +were sent by the Marquis to escort Frendraught to his home, +a precaution rendered necessary by the knowledge that the Leslies +were in ambuscade. Arrived at Frendraught, the laird and lady entreated +the two young men to remain the night, and eventually prevailed on them +to do so.</p> + +<p>However (though it was long disputed whether the fire was an accident +or not), it seems that the ancient grudge against Rothiemay moved +Frendraught to +<span class = "pagenum">113</span> +<a name = "page113" id = "page113"> </a> +sacrifice ‘a great quantity of silver, both coined and uncoined,’ in the +firing of his house for the sake of burning Rothiemay.</p> + +<p>Sophia Hay (25.<sup>1</sup>) was the daughter of the Earl of Erroll, +and Viscount Melgum’s wife. The last two lines of the ballad are not +easily explained, as the lady is recorded to have been deeply attached +to her husband; but it is possible that they have been inserted from a +similar stanza in some other ballad.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE FIRE OF FRENDRAUGHT</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">The</span> eighteenth of October,</p> +<p class = "inset">A dismal tale to hear</p> +<p>How good Lord John and Rothiemay</p> +<p class = "inset">Was both burnt in the fire.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When steeds was saddled and well bridled,</p> +<p class = "inset">And ready for to ride,</p> +<p>Then out it came her false Frendraught,</p> +<p class = "inset">Inviting them to bide.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Said, ‘Stay this night untill we sup,</p> +<p class = "inset">The morn untill we dine;</p> +<p>’Twill be a token of good ’greement</p> +<p class = "inset">’Twixt your good Lord and mine.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘We’ll turn again,’ said good Lord John;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘But no,’ said Rothiemay,</p> +<p>‘My steed’s trapan’d, my bridle’s broken,</p> +<p class = "inset">I fear the day I’m fey.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">114</span> +<a name = "page114" id = "page114"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When mass was sung, and bells was rung,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all men bound for bed,</p> +<p>Then good Lord John and Rothiemay</p> +<p class = "inset">In one chamber was laid.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They had not long cast off their cloaths,</p> +<p class = "inset">And were but now asleep,</p> +<p>When the weary smoke began to rise,</p> +<p class = "inset">Likewise the scorching heat.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O waken, waken, Rothiemay!</p> +<p class = "inset">O waken, brother dear!</p> +<p>And turn you to our Saviour;</p> +<p class = "inset">There is strong treason here.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When they were dressed in their cloaths,</p> +<p class = "inset">And ready for to boun,</p> +<p>The doors and windows was all secured,</p> +<p class = "inset">The roof-tree burning down.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He did him to the wire-window</p> +<p class = "inset">As fast as he could gang;</p> +<p>Says ‘Wae to the hands put in the stancheons!</p> +<p class = "inset">For out we’ll never win.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When he stood at the wire-window,</p> +<p class = "inset">Most doleful to be seen,</p> +<p>He did espy her Lady Frendraught,</p> +<p class = "inset">Who stood upon the green.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">115</span> +<a name = "page115" id = "page115"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Cried ‘Mercy, mercy, Lady Frendraught,</p> +<p class = "inset">Will ye not sink with sin?</p> +<p>For first your husband killed my father,</p> +<p class = "inset">And now you burn his son.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O then out spoke her Lady Frendraught,</p> +<p class = "inset">And loudly did she cry;</p> +<p>‘It were great pity for good Lord John,</p> +<p class = "inset">But none for Rothiemay;</p> +<p>But the keys are casten in the deep draw well,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye cannot get away.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +While he stood in this dreadful plight,</p> +<p class = "inset">Most piteous to be seen,</p> +<p>There called out his servant Gordon,</p> +<p class = "inset">As he had frantic been.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O loup, O loup, my dear master!</p> +<p class = "inset">O loup and come to me!</p> +<p>I’ll catch you in my arms two,</p> +<p class = "inset">One foot I will not flee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O loup, O loup, my dear master!</p> +<p class = "inset">O loup and come away!</p> +<p>I’ll catch you in my arms two,</p> +<p class = "inset">But Rothiemay may lie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +16.<sup>4</sup> ‘twin,’ part.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘The fish shall never swim in the flood,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor corn grow through the clay,</p> +<p>Nor the fiercest fire that was ever kindled</p> +<p class = "inset">Twin me and Rothiemay.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">116</span> +<a name = "page116" id = "page116"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But I cannot loup, I cannot come,</p> +<p class = "inset">I cannot win to thee;</p> +<p>My head’s fast in the wire-window,</p> +<p class = "inset">My feet burning from me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My eyes are seething in my head,</p> +<p class = "inset">My flesh roasting also,</p> +<p>My bowels are boiling with my blood;</p> +<p class = "inset">Is not that a woeful woe?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Take here the rings from my white fingers,</p> +<p class = "inset">That are so long and small,</p> +<p>And give them to my lady fair,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where she sits in her hall.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘So I cannot loup, I cannot come,</p> +<p class = "inset">I cannot loup to thee;</p> +<p>My earthly part is all consumed,</p> +<p class = "inset">My spirit but speaks to thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Wringing her hands, tearing her hair,</p> +<p class = "inset">His lady she was seen,</p> +<p>And thus addressed his servant Gordon,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where he stood on the green.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O wae be to you, George Gordon!</p> +<p class = "inset">An ill death may you die!</p> +<p>So safe and sound as you stand there</p> +<p class = "inset">And my lord bereaved from me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I bad him loup, I bad him come,</p> +<p class = "inset">I bad him loup to me;</p> +<p>I’d catch him in my arms two,</p> +<p class = "inset">A foot I should not flee.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">117</span> +<a name = "page117" id = "page117"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘He threw me the rings from his white fingers,</p> +<p class = "inset">Which were so long and small,</p> +<p>To give to you, his lady fair,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where you sat in your hall.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Sophia Hay, Sophia Hay,</p> +<p class = "inset">O bonny Sophia was her name,</p> +<p>Her waiting-maid put on her cloaths,</p> +<p class = "inset">But I wot she tore them off again.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And aft she cried, ‘Ohon! alas! alas!</p> +<p class = "inset">A sair heart’s ill to win;</p> +<p>I wan a sair heart when I married him,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the day it’s well return’d again.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">118</span> +<a name = "page118" id = "page118"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +GEORDIE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Johnson’s +<i>Museum</i>, communicated by Robert Burns.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Some editors have +identified the hero of the ballad with George Gordon, fourth earl of +Huntly, but upon what grounds it is difficult to see.</p> + +<p>There are two English broadside ballads, of the first and second +halves respectively of the seventeenth century, which are either the +originals of, or copies from, the Scottish ballad, which exists in many +variants. The earlier is concerned with ‘the death of a worthy gentleman +named George Stoole,’ ‘to a delicate Scottish tune,’ and the second is +called ‘The Life and Death of George of Oxford. To a pleasant tune, +called Poor Georgy.’ One of the Scottish versions has a burden +resembling that of ‘George Stoole.’</p> + +<p>The ‘battle in the north’ and Sir Charles Hay are not identified.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +GEORDIE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘wyte,’ blame.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> was a battle in the north,</p> +<p class = "inset">And nobles there was many,</p> +<p>And they hae killed Sir Charlie Hay,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they laid the wyte on Geordie.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">119</span> +<a name = "page119" id = "page119"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O he has written a lang letter,</p> +<p class = "inset">He sent it to his lady:</p> +<p>‘Ye maun cum up to Enbrugh town,</p> +<p class = "inset">To see what word’s o’ Geordie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> ‘wallowt,’ drooped.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +When first she look’d the letter on,</p> +<p class = "inset">She was both red and rosy;</p> +<p>But she had na read a word but twa</p> +<p class = "inset">Till she wallowt like a lily.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +4.<sup>2</sup> ‘menyie,’ attendants.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Gar get to me ray gude grey steed;</p> +<p class = "inset">My menyie a’ gae wi’ me;</p> +<p>For I shall neither eat nor drink</p> +<p class = "inset">Till Enbrugh town shall see me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And she has mountit her gude grey steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">Her menyie a’ gaed wi’ her,</p> +<p>And she did neither eat nor drink</p> +<p class = "inset">Till Enbrugh town did see her,</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And first appear’d the fatal block,</p> +<p class = "inset">And syne the aix to head him,</p> +<p>And Geordie cumin’ down the stair,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bands o’ airn upon him.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But tho’ he was chain’d in fetters strang,</p> +<p class = "inset">O’ airn and steel sae heavy,</p> +<p>There was na ane in a’ the court</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae bra’ a man as Geordie.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">120</span> +<a name = "page120" id = "page120"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O she’s down on her bended knee;</p> +<p class = "inset">I wat she’s pale and weary:</p> +<p>‘O pardon, pardon, noble king,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gie me back my dearie!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I hae born seven sons to my Geordie dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">The seventh ne’er saw his daddie,</p> +<p>O pardon, pardon, noble king,</p> +<p class = "inset">Pity a waefu’ lady!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gar bid the headin’-man mak haste,’</p> +<p class = "inset">Our king reply’d fu’ lordly:</p> +<p>‘O noble king, tak a’ that’s mine,</p> +<p class = "inset">But gie me back my Geordie!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Gordons cam, the Gordons ran,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they were stark and steady,</p> +<p>And ay the word amang them a’</p> +<p class = "inset">Was ‘Gordons, keep you ready!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +An aged lord at the king’s right hand</p> +<p class = "inset">Says ‘Noble king, but hear me;</p> +<p>Gar her tell down five thousand pound,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gie her back her dearie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Some gae her marks, some gae her crowns,</p> +<p class = "inset">Some gae her dollars many,</p> +<p>And she’s tell’d down five thousand pound,</p> +<p class = "inset">And she’s gotten again her dearie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>3</sup> ‘bouk,’ body.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>4</sup> ‘Or,’ ere; ‘tint,’ lost.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She blinkit blythe in her Geordie’s face,</p> +<p class = "inset">Says ‘Dear I’ve bought thee, Geordie;</p> +<p>But there sud been bluidy bouks on the green</p> +<p class = "inset">Or I had tint my laddie.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">121</span> +<a name = "page121" id = "page121"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He claspit her by the middle sma’,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he kist her lips sae rosy:</p> +<p>‘The fairest flower o’ woman-kind</p> +<p class = "inset">Is my sweet bonnie lady!’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">122</span> +<a name = "page122" id = "page122"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE BARON OF BRACKLEY</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Alexander Laing’s +<i>Scarce Ancient Ballads</i> (1822). A similar version occurs in +Buchan’s <i>Gleanings</i> (1825). Professor Gummere, in printing the +first text, omits six stanzas, on the assumption that they represent +part of a second ballad imperfectly incorporated. But I think the ballad +can be read as it stands below, though doubtless ‘his ladie’s’ remark, +st. 11, is out of place.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> seems to be a combination +of at least two. An old Baron of Brackley, ‘an honest aged man,’ was +slain in 1592 by ‘caterans’ or freebooters who had been entertained +hospitably by him. In 1666 John Gordon of Brackley began a feud with +John Farquharson of Inverey by seizing some cattle or +horses—accounts differ—by way of fines due for taking fish +out of season. This eventually led to the slaying of Brackley and +certain of his adherents.</p> + +<p>Professor Child suspects a commixture of the two episodes in the one +ballad, or more probably, a grafting of a later ballad on to an +earlier one. The character of the Baron as revealed in the ballad more +closely resembles that of the 1592 episode, while the details of the +fray are in keeping with the later story.</p> + +<p>‘Peggy,’ the Baron’s wife, was Margaret Burnet, cousin to Gilbert, +Bishop of Salisbury. After Brackley’s death she married again, but not +her husband’s murderer, as the end of our ballad scandalously +suggests.</p> + +<p>Brackley is near Ballater, about forty miles west of Aberdeen.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">123</span> +<a name = "page123" id = "page123"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE BARON OF BRACKLEY</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2</sup> ‘yett,’ gate.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Inverey</span> cam doun Deeside, whistlin’ and +playin’,</p> +<p>He was at brave Braikley’s yett ere it was dawin’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He rappit fu’ loudly an’ wi’ a great roar,</p> +<p>Cried, ‘Cum doun, cum doun, Braikley, and open the door.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Are ye sleepin’, Baronne, or are ye wakin’?</p> +<p>Ther’s sharpe swords at your yett, will gar your blood spin.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Open the yett, Braikley, and lat us within,</p> +<p>Till we on the green turf gar your bluid rin.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>2</sup> ‘spulyie,’ spoil.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Out spak the brave baronne, owre the castell-wa’;</p> +<p>‘Are ye cum to spulyie and plunder mi ha’?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But gin ye be gentlemen, licht and cum in:</p> +<p>Gin ye drink o’ my wine, ye’ll nae gar my bluid spin.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>1</sup> ‘widifu’s,’ gallows-birds (lit. ‘halter-fulls’).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin ye be hir’d widifu’s, ye may gang by,</p> +<p>Ye may gang to the lowlands and steal their fat ky.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">124</span> +<a name = "page124" id = "page124"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>1</sup> ‘rievers,’ robbers; ‘ketterin’ = cateran, marauder +freebooter.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Ther spulyie like rievers o’ wyld ketterin clan,</p> +<p>Who plunder unsparing baith houses and lan’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin ye be gentlemen, licht and cum [in],</p> +<p>Ther’s meat and drink i’ my ha’ for every man.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin ye be hired widifu’s, ye may gang by,</p> +<p>Gang doun to the lowlands, and steal horse and ky.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Up spak his ladie, at his bak where she lay,</p> +<p>‘Get up, get up, Braikley, an be not afraid;</p> +<p>The’r but young hir’d widifu’s wi’ belted plaids.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Cum kiss me, mi Peggy, I’le nae langer stay,</p> +<p>For I will go out and meet Inverey.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But haud your tongue, Peggy, and mak nae sic din,</p> +<p>For yon same hir’d widifu’s will prove themselves men.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>2</sup> ‘rocks,’ distaffs.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She called on her marys, they cam to her hand;</p> +<p>Cries, ‘Bring me your rocks, lassies, we will them command.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">125</span> +<a name = "page125" id = "page125"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Get up, get up, Braikley, and turn bak your ky,</p> +<p>Or me and mi women will them defy.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Cum forth then, mi maidens, and show them some play;</p> +<p>We’ll ficht them, and shortly the cowards will fly.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin I had a husband, whereas I hae nane,</p> +<p>He woud nae ly i’ his bed and see his ky taen.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ther’s four-and-twenty milk-whit calves, twal o’ them ky,</p> +<p>In the woods o’ Glentanner, it’s ther thei a’ ly.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ther’s goat i’ the Etnach, and sheep o’ the brae,</p> +<p>An a’ will be plunder’d by young Inverey.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now haud your tongue, Peggy, and gie me a gun,</p> +<p>Ye’ll see me gae furth, but I’ll never cum in.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Call mi brother William, mi unkl also,</p> +<p>Mi cousin James Gordon; we’ll mount and we’ll go.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When Braikley was ready and stood i’ the closs,</p> +<p>He was the bravest baronne that e’er mounted horse.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">126</span> +<a name = "page126" id = "page126"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Whan all wer assembled o’ the castell green,</p> +<p>No man like brave Braikley was ther to be seen.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "missing first"> + .....</p> +<p>‘Turn bak, brother William, ye are a bridegroom;</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Wi’ bonnie Jean Gordon, the maid o’ the mill;</p> +<p>O’ sichin’ and sobbin’ she’ll soon get her fill.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’m no coward, brother, ’tis ken’d I’m a man;</p> +<p>I’ll ficht i’ your quarral as lang’s I can stand.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’ll ficht, my dear brother, wi’ heart and gudewill,</p> +<p>And so will young Harry that lives at the mill.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But turn, mi dear brother, and nae langer stay:</p> +<p>What’ll cum o’ your ladie, gin Braikley thei slay?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’ll cum o’ your ladie and bonnie young son?</p> +<p>O what’ll cum o’ them when Braikley is gone?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I never will turn: do you think I will fly?</p> +<p>But here I will ficht, and here I will die.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">127</span> +<a name = "page127" id = "page127"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Strik, dogs,’ crys Inverey, ‘and ficht till ye’re slayn,</p> +<p>For we are four hundred, ye are but four men.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Strik, strik, ye proud boaster, your honour is gone,</p> +<p>Your lands we will plunder, your castell we’ll burn.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "first"> +At the head o’ the Etnach the battel began,</p> +<p>At Little Auchoilzie thei kill’d the first man.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +First thei kill’d ane, and soon they kill’d twa,</p> +<p>Thei kill’d gallant Braikley, the flour o’ them a’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thei kill’d William Gordon, and James o’ the Knox,</p> +<p>And brave Alexander, the flour o’ Glenmuick.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +What sichin’ and moaning was heard i’ the glen,</p> +<p>For the Baronne o’ Braikley, who basely was slayn!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Cam ye bi the castell, and was ye in there?</p> +<p>Saw ye pretty Peggy tearing her hair?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yes, I cam by Braikley, and I gaed in there,</p> +<p>And there saw his ladie braiding her hair.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">128</span> +<a name = "page128" id = "page128"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘She was rantin’, and dancin’, and singin’ for joy,</p> +<p>And vowin’ that nicht she woud feest Inverey.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘She eat wi’ him, drank wi’ him, welcom’d him in,</p> +<p>Was kind to the man that had slain her baronne.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Up spake the son on the nourice’s knee,</p> +<p>‘Gin I live to be a man, revenged I’ll be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Ther’s dool i’ the kitchin, and mirth i’ the ha’,</p> +<p>The Baronne o’ Braikley is dead and awa’.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">129</span> +<a name = "page129" id = "page129"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE GIPSY LADDIE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Motherwell’s <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span>, a copy from tradition in +Renfrewshire in 1825. The ballad exists both in English and Scottish, +and though the English ballad is probably derived from the Scottish, it +was the first in print. It is also called <i>Johnnie Faa</i>. +Motherwell, in printing an elaborated version of the following text +(<i>Minstrelsy</i>, 1827, p. 360), called it <i>Gypsie +Davy</i>.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The +Story.</span>—Singers—presumably gipsies—entice Lady +Cassillis down to hear them, and cast glamour on her. She follows their +chief, Gipsy Davy, but finds (stt. 5 and 6) that the conditions are +changed. Her lord misses her, seeks her ‘thro’ nations many,’ and finds +her drinking with the gipsy chief. He asks her to return home with him. +At this point the present version becomes difficult, and the bearing of +st. 12 is not apparent. We may gather that the lady returned home with +her husband, as he proceeded to hang sixteen of the gipsies.</p> + +<p>This version calls the lady ‘Jeanie Faw,’ but the majority call the +gipsy chief Johnnie Faa, which is a well-known name amongst gipsies, and +occurs as early as 1540 as the name of the ‘lord and earl of Little +Egypt.’ Gipsies being expelled from Scotland by Act of Parliament in +1609, a Captain Johnnë Faa and seven others were hanged in 1624 for +disobeying the ordinance, and this execution is sufficient to account +for the introduction of the name into a ballad of this kind.</p> + +<p><span class = "pagenum">130</span> +<a name = "page130" id = "page130"> </a> +The ballad has no certain connection with the Cassillis family, and it +has been suggested that the word is simply a corruption of ‘castle,’ the +original beginning of the ballad being</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘The gipsies came to the castle-gate.’</p> +</div> + +<p>If this be so, the present form of the ballad illustrates admirably +two methods of corruption by tradition.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE GIPSY LADDIE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> cam singers to Earl Cassillis’ +gates,</p> +<p class = "inset">And oh, but they sang bonnie!</p> +<p>They sang sae sweet and sae complete,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till down cam the earl’s lady.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>3</sup> ‘weel-faur’d,’ well-favoured.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She cam tripping down the stair,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all her maids before her;</p> +<p>As soon as they saw her weel-faur’d face</p> +<p class = "inset">They coost their glamourye owre her.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They gave her o’ the gude sweet-meats,</p> +<p class = "inset">The nutmeg and the ginger,</p> +<p>And she gied them a far better thing,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ten gold rings aff her finger.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Tak from me my silken cloak,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bring me down my plaidie;</p> +<p>For it is good eneuch,’ she said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘To follow a Gipsy Davy.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">131</span> +<a name = "page131" id = "page131"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>4</sup> ‘a wheen,’ a pack [of].</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Yestreen I rode this water deep,</p> +<p class = "inset">And my gude lord beside me;</p> +<p>But this nicht I maun set in my pretty fit and wade,</p> +<p class = "inset">A wheen blackguards wading wi’ me,</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yestreen I lay in a fine feather-bed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And my gude lord beyond me;</p> +<p>But this nicht I maun lie in some cauld tenant’s-barn,</p> +<p class = "inset">A wheen blackguards waiting on me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Come to thy bed, my bonny Jeanie Faw,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come to thy bed, my dearie,</p> +<p>For I do swear by the top o’ my spear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thy gude lord’ll nae mair come near thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When her gude lord cam hame at nicht,</p> +<p class = "inset">It was asking for his fair ladye;</p> +<p>One spak slow, and another whisper’d out,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘She’s awa’ wi’ Gipsey Davy!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Come saddle to me my horse,’ he said;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Come saddle and mak him readie!</p> +<p>For I’ll neither sleep, eat, nor drink,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till I find out my lady.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They socht her up, they socht her doun,</p> +<p class = "inset">They socht her thro’ nations many,</p> +<p>Till at length they found her out in Abbey dale,</p> +<p class = "inset">Drinking wi’ Gipsey Davy.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">132</span> +<a name = "page132" id = "page132"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Rise, oh, rise! my bonny Jeanie Faw;</p> +<p class = "inset">Oh, rise, and do not tarry!</p> +<p>Is this the thing ye promised to me</p> +<p class = "inset">When at first I did thee marry?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They drank her cloak, so did they her goun,</p> +<p class = "inset">They drank her stockings and her shoon,</p> +<p>And they drank the coat that was nigh to her smock,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they pawned her pearled apron.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They were sixteen clever men,</p> +<p class = "inset">Suppose they were na bonnie;</p> +<p>They are a’ to be hang’d on ae tree,</p> +<p class = "inset">For the stealing o’ Earl Cassilis’ lady.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘We are sixteen clever men,</p> +<p class = "inset">One woman was a’ our mother;</p> +<p>We are a’ to be hanged on ae day,</p> +<p class = "inset">For the stealing of a wanton lady.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">133</span> +<a name = "page133" id = "page133"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Sharpe’s <i>Ballad +Book</i>. A parody of this ballad, concerning an episode of the end +of the seventeenth century, shows it to have been popular not long after +its making. In England it has become a nursery rhyme (see Halliwell’s +<i>Nursery Rhymes</i>, p. 246).</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—In 1781 a Major +Barry, then owner of Lednock, recorded the following tradition. Mary +Gray was the daughter of the Laird of Lednock, near Perth, and Bessy +Bell was the daughter of the Laird of Kinvaid, a neighbouring +place. Both were handsome, and the two were intimate friends. Bessy Bell +being come on a visit to Mary Gray, they retired, in order to avoid an +outbreak of the plague, to a bower built by themselves in a romantic +spot called Burnbraes, on the side of Branchie-burn, three-quarters of a +mile from Lednock House. The ballad does not say <i>how</i> the ‘pest +cam,’ but tradition finds a cause for their deaths by inventing a young +man, in love with both, who visited them and brought the infection. They +died in the bower, and were buried in the Dranoch-haugh (‘Stronach +haugh,’ 3.<sup>3</sup>), near the bank of the river Almond. The grave is +still visited by pious pilgrims.</p> + +<p>Major Barry mentions 1666 as the year, but the plague did not reach +Scotland in that year. Probably the year in question was 1645, when the +district was ravaged with the pestilence.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">134</span> +<a name = "page134" id = "page134"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +BESSY BELL AND MARY GRAY</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>3</sup> ‘bigget,’ built.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘theekit,’ thatched.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">O Bessie</span> Bell and Mary Gray,</p> +<p class = "inset">They war twa bonnie lasses;</p> +<p>They bigget a bower on yon burn-brae,</p> +<p class = "inset">And theekit it o’er wi’ rashes.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They theekit it o’er wi’ rashes green,</p> +<p class = "inset">They theekit it o’er wi’ heather;</p> +<p>But the pest cam frae the burrows-town,</p> +<p class = "inset">And slew them baith thegither.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> <i>i.e.</i> to bask beneath the sun.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +They thought to lie in Methven kirk-yard,</p> +<p class = "inset">Amang their noble kin;</p> +<p>But they maun lye in Stronach haugh,</p> +<p class = "inset">To biek forenent the sin.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,</p> +<p class = "inset">They war twa bonnie lasses;</p> +<p>They bigget a bower on yon burn-brae,</p> +<p class = "inset">And theekit it o’er wi’ rashes.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">135</span> +<a name = "page135" id = "page135"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +SIR JAMES THE ROSE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Motherwell’s +<i>Minstrelsy</i> (1827). It is based on a stall-copy, presumably +similar to one preserved by Sir Walter Scott at Abbotsford, combined +with a version from recitation, which Child none the less calls ‘well +remembered from print.’</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> has no historical +foundation, as far as can be discovered; and for once we have a +traditional tale inculcating a moral, though we do not understand why +the ‘nourice’ betrays Sir James to his enemies.</p> + +<p>Michael Bruce wrote a version of the story of this ballad, which +seems to have become more popular than the ballad itself. It may be seen +in A. B. Grosart’s edition of his works (1865), p. 197.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +SIR JAMES THE ROSE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">O heard</span> ye of Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">The young heir of Buleighan?</p> +<p>For he has killed a gallant squire,</p> +<p class = "inset">And his friends are out to take him.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now he’s gone to the house of Marr,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where the Nourice was his leman;</p> +<p>To seek his dear he did repair,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thinking she would befriend him.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">136</span> +<a name = "page136" id = "page136"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where are you going, Sir James?’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Or where now are you riding?’</p> +<p>‘Oh, I am bound to a foreign land,</p> +<p class = "inset">For now I’m under hiding.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where shall I go? where shall I run?</p> +<p class = "inset">Where shall I go to hide me?</p> +<p>For I have killed a gallant squire,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they’re seeking to slay me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O go ye down to yon ale-house,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I’ll there pay your lawin’;</p> +<p>And if I be a maiden true,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll meet you in the dawin‘.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +’I’ll no go down to yon ale-house,</p> +<p class = "inset">For you to pay my lawin’;</p> +<p>There’s forty shillings for one supper,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll stay in’t till the dawin‘.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>2</sup> ‘brechan,’ plaid.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He’s turned him richt and round about,</p> +<p class = "inset">And rowed him in his brechan;</p> +<p>And he has gone to take his sleep,</p> +<p class = "inset">In the lowlands of Buleighan.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He had not weel gone out o’ sicht,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor was he past Millstrethen,</p> +<p>Till four-and-twenty belted knights,</p> +<p class = "inset">Came riding owre the Lethan.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">137</span> +<a name = "page137" id = "page137"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O have ye seen Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">The young heir of Buleighan?</p> +<p>For he has killed a gallant squire,</p> +<p class = "inset">And we’re sent out to take him.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O I have seen Sir James,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For he passed here on Monday;</p> +<p>If the steed be swift that he rides on,</p> +<p class = "inset">He’s past the gates o’ London.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As they rode on man after man,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then she cried out behind them,</p> +<p>‘If you do seek Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll tell you where you’ll find him.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Seek ye the bank abune the mill,</p> +<p class = "inset">In the lowlands of Buleighan;</p> +<p>And there you’ll find Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">Lying sleeping in his brechan.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘You must not wake him out of sleep,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor yet must you affright him,</p> +<p>Till you drive a dart quite through his heart,</p> +<p class = "inset">And through his body pierce him.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They sought the bank abune the mill,</p> +<p class = "inset">In the lowlands of Buleighan,</p> +<p>And there they found Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">Lying sleeping in his brechan.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Up then spake Sir John the Graeme</p> +<p class = "inset">Who had the charge a-keeping,</p> +<p>‘It shall ne’er be said, dear gentlemen,</p> +<p class = "inset">We killed a man when a-sleeping<ins class = +"correction" title = "close quote missing">.’</ins></p> +<span class = "pagenum">138</span> +<a name = "page138" id = "page138"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They seized his broad sword and his targe,</p> +<p class = "inset">And closely him surrounded;</p> +<p>And when he waked out of his sleep,</p> +<p class = "inset">His senses were confounded.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O pardon, pardon, gentlemen,</p> +<p class = "inset">Have mercy now upon me.’</p> +<p>‘Such as you gave, such you shall have,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so we fall upon thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Donald, my man, wait me upon,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I’ll gie you my brechan;</p> +<p>And if you stay here till I die,</p> +<p class = "inset">You’ll get my trews of tartan.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There is fifty pounds in my pocket,</p> +<p class = "inset">Besides my trews and brechan,</p> +<p>Ye’ll get my watch and diamond ring,</p> +<p class = "inset">And take me to Loch-Largan.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now they’ve ta’en out his bleeding heart,</p> +<p class = "inset">And stuck it on a spear,</p> +<p>Then took it to the House of Marr,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gave it to his dear.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But when she saw his bleeding heart,</p> +<p class = "inset">She was like one distracted,</p> +<p>She wrung her hands and tore her hair,</p> +<p class = "inset">Crying, ‘Oh! what have I acted.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘It’s for your sake, Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">That my poor heart’s a-breaking;</p> +<p>Cursed be the day I did thee betray,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou brave knight o’ Buleighan.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">139</span> +<a name = "page139" id = "page139"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then up she rose, and forth she goes,</p> +<p class = "inset">And in that fatal hour</p> +<p>She bodily was borne away,</p> +<p class = "inset">And never was seen more.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But where she went was never kent;</p> +<p class = "inset">And so, to end the matter,</p> +<p>A traitor’s end you may depend</p> +<p class = "inset">Can never be no better.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">140</span> +<a name = "page140" id = "page140"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +CLYDE’S WATER</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from the Skene <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span>, but I have omitted the three final +lines, which do not make a complete stanza, and, when compared with +Scott’s ‘Old Lady’s’ version, are obviously corrupt. The last verse +should signify that the mothers of Willie and Meggie went up and down +the bank saying, ‘Clyde’s water has done us wrong!’</p> + +<p>The ballad is better known as <i>Willie and May Margaret</i>.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—Willie refuses his +mother’s request to stay at home, as he wishes to visit his true-love. +The mother puts her malison, or curse, upon him, but he rides off. Clyde +is roaring, but Willie says, ‘Drown me as I come back, but spare me as I +go,’ which is Martial’s</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘Parcite dum propero, mergite cum redeo,’</p></div> + +<p>and occurs in other English broadsides. Meggie will not admit Willie, +and he rides away. Meggie awakes, and learns that she has dismissed her +true-love in her sleep. Our ballad is deficient here, but it is obvious +from st. 19 that both lovers are drowned. We must understand, +therefore, that Meggie follows Willie across Clyde. A variant of +the ballad explains that she found him ‘in the deepest pot’ in all +Clyde’s water, and drowned herself.</p> + +<p>Child notes that there is a very popular Italian +<span class = "pagenum">141</span> +<a name = "page141" id = "page141"> </a> +ballad of much the same story, except that the mother’s curse is on the +girl and not the man.</p> + +<p>There is a curious change in the style of spelling from stanza 15 to +the end.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +CLYDE’S WATER</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">‘Ye</span> gie corn unto my horse,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ meat unto my man,</p> +<p>For I will gae to my true-love’s gates</p> +<p class = "inset">This night, gin that I can.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O stay at hame this ae night, Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">This ae bare night wi’ me;</p> +<p>The best bed in a’ my house</p> +<p class = "inset">Sall be well made to thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I carena for your beds, mither,</p> +<p class = "inset">I carena ae pin,</p> +<p>For I’ll gae to my love’s gates</p> +<p class = "inset">This night, gin I can win.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O stay, my son Willie, this night,</p> +<p class = "inset">This ae night wi’ me;</p> +<p>The best hen in a’ my roost</p> +<p class = "inset">Sall be well made ready for thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I carena for your hens, mither,</p> +<p class = "inset">I carena ae pin;</p> +<p>I sall gae to my love’s gates</p> +<p class = "inset">This night, gin I can win.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">142</span> +<a name = "page142" id = "page142"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>4</sup> ‘malisen,’ curse.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin ye winna stay, my son Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">This ae bare night wi’ me,</p> +<p>Gin Clyde’s water be deep and fu’ o’ flood,</p> +<p class = "inset">My malisen drown ye!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +7.<sup>4</sup> ‘fleyt,’ frightened.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He rode up yon high hill,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ down yon dowie glen;</p> +<p>The roaring o’ Clyde’s water</p> +<p class = "inset">Wad hae fleyt ten thousand men.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O spare me, Clyde’s water,</p> +<p class = "inset">O spare me as I gae!</p> +<p>Mak me your wrack as I come back,</p> +<p class = "inset">But spare me as I gae!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He rade in, and farther in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till he came to the chin;</p> +<p>And he rade in, and farther in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till he came to dry lan’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And whan he came to his love’s gates,</p> +<p class = "inset">He tirled at the pin.</p> +<p>‘Open your gates, Meggie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Open your gates to me,</p> +<p>For my beets are fu’ o’ Clyde’s water,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the rain rains oure my chin.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I hae nae lovers therout,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I hae nae love within;</p> +<p>My true-love is in my arms twa,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ nane will I lat in.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">143</span> +<a name = "page143" id = "page143"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Open your gates, Meggie, this ae night,</p> +<p class = "inset">Open your gates to me;</p> +<p>For Clyde’s water is fu’ o’ flood,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ my mither’s malison’ll drown me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ane o’ my chamers is fu’ o’ corn,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘An’ ane is fu’ o’ hay;</p> +<p>Anither is fu’ o’ gentlemen,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ they winna move till day.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>4</sup> ‘read,’ interpret.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>6</sup> ‘standing,’ <i>staring</i> in manuscript.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Out waked her May Meggie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Out o’ her drousy dream:</p> +<p>‘I dreamed a dream sin the yestreen,</p> +<p class = "inset">(God read a’ dreams to guid!)</p> +<p>That my true-love Willie</p> +<p class = "inset">Was standing at my bed-feet.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now lay ye still, my ae dochter,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ keep my back fra the <ins class = "correction" +title = "error for 'ca’'?">call’</ins>,</p> +<p>For it’s na the space of hafe an hour</p> +<p class = "inset">Sen he gad fra yer <ins class = "correction" title = +"error for 'ha’'?">hall’</ins>.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘An’ hey, Willie, an’ hoa, Willie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Winne ye turn agen?’</p> +<p>But ay the louder that she crayed</p> +<p class = "inset">He rod agenst the wind.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He rod up yon high hill,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ doun yon douey den;</p> +<p>The roring that was in Clide’s water</p> +<p class = "inset">Wad ha’ flayed ten thousand men.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">144</span> +<a name = "page144" id = "page144"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He road in, an’ farder in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till he came to the chine;</p> +<p>An’ he road in, an’ farder in,</p> +<p class = "inset">Bat never mare was seen.</p> + +<p class = "missing first"> .....</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>4</sup> ‘sneed,’ snood, fillet.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Ther was na mare seen of that guid lord</p> +<p class = "inset">Bat his hat frae his head;</p> +<p>There was na mare seen of that lady</p> +<p class = "inset">Bat her comb an’ her sneed.</p> + +<p class = "missing first"> .....</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">145</span> +<a name = "page145" id = "page145"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +KATHARINE JAFFRAY</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Herd’s <span class += "smallroman">MSS.</span>, two copies showing a difference of one word +and a few spellings. Stt. 3 and 5 are interchanged for the sake of +the sense.</p> + +<p>Many copies of this ballad exist (Child prints a dozen), but this one +is both the shortest and simplest.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—In <i>The Cruel +Brother</i> (First Series, p. 76) it was shown that a lover must +‘speak to the brother’ of his lady. Here the lesson, it seems, is that +he must ‘tell the lass herself’ before her wedding-day. Katharine, +however, not only proves her faith to her first lover (her ‘grass-green’ +dress, 10.<sup>2</sup>, shows an ill-omened marriage), but prefers the +Scot to the Southron. This lesson the ballad drives home in the last two +verses.</p> + +<p>Presumably Scott founded <i>Young Lochinvar</i> on the story of this +ballad, as in six versions the Scots laird bears that name.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +KATHARINE JAFFRAY</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> liv’d a lass in yonder dale,</p> +<p class = "inset">And doun in yonder glen, O,</p> +<p>And Kath’rine Jaffray was her name,</p> +<p class = "inset">Well known by many men, O.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Out came the Laird of Lauderdale,</p> +<p class = "inset">Out frae the South Countrie,</p> +<p>All for to court this pretty maid,</p> +<p class = "inset">Her bridegroom for to be.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">146</span> +<a name = "page146" id = "page146"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has teld her father and mither baith,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ the rest o’ her kin,</p> +<p>And has teld the lass hersell,</p> +<p class = "inset">And her consent has win.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then came the Laird of Lochinton,</p> +<p class = "inset">Out frae the English border,</p> +<p>All for to court this pretty maid,</p> +<p class = "inset">Well mounted in good order.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s teld her father and mither baith,</p> +<p class = "inset">As I hear sindry say,</p> +<p>But he has nae teld the lass hersell,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till on her wedding day.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When day was set, and friends were met,</p> +<p class = "inset">And married to be,</p> +<p>Lord Lauderdale came to the place,</p> +<p class = "inset">The bridal for to see.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O are you come for sport, young man?</p> +<p class = "inset">Or are you come for play?</p> +<p>Or are you come for a sight o’ our bride,</p> +<p class = "inset">Just on her wedding day?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’m nouther come for sport,’ he says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Nor am I come for play;</p> +<p>But if I had one sight o’ your bride,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll mount and ride away.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There was a glass of the red wine</p> +<p class = "inset">Fill’d up them atween,</p> +<p>And ay she drank to Lauderdale,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wha her true-love had been.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">147</span> +<a name = "page147" id = "page147"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then he took her by the milk-white hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And by the grass-green sleeve,</p> +<p>And he mounted her high behind him there,</p> +<p class = "inset">At the bridegroom he askt nae leive.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then the blude run down by Cowden Banks,</p> +<p class = "inset">And down by Cowden Braes,</p> +<p>And ay she gard the trumpet sound,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘O this is foul, foul play!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now a’ ye that in England are,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or are in England born,</p> +<p>Come nere to Scotland to court a lass,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or else ye’l get the scorn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>1</sup> ‘haik ye up,’ kidnap (<i>Jamieson</i>), but ? delude, or +keep in suspense.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +They haik ye up and settle ye by,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till on your wedding day,</p> +<p>And gie ye frogs instead o’ fish,</p> +<p class = "inset">And play ye foul, foul play.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">148</span> +<a name = "page148" id = "page148"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +LIZIE LINDSAY</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Kinloch’s <span +class = "smallroman">MSS.</span> He obtained it from Mearnsshire, and +remarks that according to the tradition of that district the heroine was +said to have been a daughter of Lindsay of Edzell, though he had +searched in vain for genealogical confirmation of the tradition.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—‘Ballads of this +description,’ says Professor Child, ‘are peculiarly liable to +interpolation and debasement.’ In this version the most offending stanza +is the tenth; and the extra two lines in stt. 22 and 24 also appear to +be unnecessary. The anapaestic metre of this version should be +noted.</p> + +<p>The ballad was and is a great favourite with singers, and the tune +may be found in several of the collections of Scottish songs.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +LIZIE LINDSAY</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">It</span>’s of a young lord o’ the +Hielands,</p> +<p class = "inset">A bonnie braw castle had he,</p> +<p>And he says to his lady mither,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘My boon ye will grant to me:</p> +<p>Sall I gae to Edinbruch city,</p> +<p class = "inset">And fesh hame a lady wi’ me?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ye may gae to Edinbruch city,</p> +<p class = "inset">And fesh hame a lady wi’ thee,</p> +<p>But see that ye bring her but flatt’rie,</p> +<p class = "inset">And court her in grit povertie.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">149</span> +<a name = "page149" id = "page149"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My coat, mither, sall be o’ the plaiden,</p> +<p class = "inset">A tartan kilt oure my knee,</p> +<p>Wi’ hosens and brogues and the bonnet;</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll court her wi’ nae flatt’rie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Whan he cam to Edinbruch city,</p> +<p class = "inset">He play’d at the ring and the ba’,</p> +<p>And saw monie a bonnie young ladie,</p> +<p class = "inset">But Lizie Lindsay was first o’ them a’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Syne, dress’d in his Hieland grey plaiden,</p> +<p class = "inset">His bonnet abune his e’e-bree,</p> +<p>He called on fair Lizie Lindsay;</p> +<p class = "inset">Says, ‘Lizie, will ye fancy me?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And gae to the Hielands, my lassie,</p> +<p class = "inset">And gae, gae wi’ me?</p> +<p>O gae to the Hielands, Lizie Lindsay,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll feed ye on curds and green whey.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And ye’se get a bed o’ green bracken;</p> +<p class = "inset">My plaidie will hap thee and me;</p> +<p>Ye’se lie in my arms, bonnie Lizie,</p> +<p class = "inset">If ye’ll gae to the Hielands wi’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O how can I gae to the Hielands</p> +<p class = "inset">Or how can I gae wi’ thee,</p> +<p>Whan I dinna ken whare I’m gaing,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor wha I hae to gae wi‘?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +9.<sup>2</sup> ‘dey,’ dairy-woman.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘My father, he is an auld shepherd,</p> +<p class = "inset">My mither, she is an auld dey;</p> +<p>My name it is Donald Macdonald,</p> +<p class = "inset">My name I’ll never deny.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">150</span> +<a name = "page150" id = "page150"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O Donald, I’ll gie ye five guineas</p> +<p class = "inset">To sit ae hour in my room,</p> +<p>Till I tak aff your ruddy picture;</p> +<p class = "inset">Whan I hae’t, I’ll never think lang.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I dinna care for your five guineas;</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s ye that’s the jewel to me;</p> +<p>I’ve plenty o’ kye in the Hielands,</p> +<p class = "inset">To feed ye wi’ curds and green whey.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And ye’se get a bonnie blue plaidie,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ red and green strips thro’ it a’;</p> +<p>And I’ll be the lord o’ your dwalling,</p> +<p class = "inset">And that’s the best picture ava’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And I am laird o’ a’ my possessions;</p> +<p class = "inset">The king canna boast o’ na mair;</p> +<p>And ye’se hae my true heart in keeping,</p> +<p class = "inset">There’ll be na ither e’en hae a share.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Sae gae to the Hielands, my lassie,</p> +<p class = "inset">O gae awa’ happy wi’ me;</p> +<p>O gae to the Hielands, Lizie Lindsay.</p> +<p class = "inset">And hird the wee lammies wi’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O how can I gae wi’ a stranger,</p> +<p class = "inset">Oure hills and oure glens frae my hame?’</p> +<p>‘I tell ye I am Donald Macdonald;</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll ever be proud o’ my name.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Doun cam Lizie Lindsay’s ain father,</p> +<p class = "inset">A knicht o’ a noble degree;</p> +<p>Says, ‘If ye do steal my dear daughter,</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s hangit ye quickly sall be.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">151</span> +<a name = "page151" id = "page151"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +On his heel he turn’d round wi’ a bouncie,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a licht lauch he did gie;</p> +<p>‘There’s nae law in Edinbruch city</p> +<p class = "inset">This day that can dare to hang me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then up bespak Lizie’s best woman,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a bonnie young lass was she;</p> +<p>‘Had I but a mark in my pouchie,</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s Donald that I wad gae wi‘.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>3</sup> ‘bare-hough’d,’ with bare thighs.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘O Helen, wad ye leave your coffer,</p> +<p class = "inset">And a’ your silk kirtles sae braw,</p> +<p>And gang wi’ a bare-hough’d puir laddie,</p> +<p class = "inset">And leave father, mither, and a’?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +20.<sup>1</sup> ‘warlock,’ wizard.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But I think he’s a witch or a warlock,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or something o’ that fell degree,</p> +<p>For I’ll gae awa’ wi’ young Donald,</p> +<p class = "inset">Whatever my fortune may be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then Lizie laid doun her silk mantle,</p> +<p class = "inset">And put on her waiting-maid’s goun,</p> +<p>And aff and awa’ to the Hielands</p> +<p class = "inset">She’s gane wi’ this young shepherd loun.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thro’ glens and oure mountains they wander’d,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till Lizie had scantlie a shoe;</p> +<p>‘Alas and ohone!’ says fair Lizie,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Sad was the first day I saw you!</p> +<p>I wish I war in Edinbruch city;</p> +<p class = "inset">Fu’ sair, sair this pastime I rue.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">152</span> +<a name = "page152" id = "page152"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +23.<sup>2</sup> ‘shieling,’ hut.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘O haud your tongue now, bonnie Lizie,</p> +<p class = "inset">For yonder’s the shieling, my hame,</p> +<p>And there’s my guid auld honest mither,</p> +<p class = "inset">That’s coming to meet ye her lane.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O ye’re welcome, ye’re welcome, Sir Donald,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye’re welcome hame to your ain.’</p> +<p>‘O ca’ me na young Sir Donald,</p> +<p class = "inset">But ca’ me Donald my son.’</p> +<p>And this they hae spoken in Erse,</p> +<p class = "inset">That Lizie micht not understand.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>1</sup> ‘daggie,’ drizzling.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The day being weetie and daggie,</p> +<p class = "inset">They lay till ’twas lang o’ the day.</p> +<p>‘Win up, win up, bonnie Lizie,</p> +<p class = "inset">And help at the milking the kye.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O slowly raise up Lizie Lindsay,</p> +<p class = "inset">The saut tear blindit her e’e.</p> +<p>‘O war I in Edinbruch city,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Hielands shoud never see me!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He led her up to a hie mountain,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bade her look out far and wide.</p> +<p>‘I’m lord o’ thae isles and thae mountains,</p> +<p class = "inset">And ye’re now my beautiful bride.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Sae rue na ye’ve come to the Hielands,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae rue na ye’ve come aff wi’ me,</p> +<p>For ye’re great Macdonald’s braw lady,</p> +<p class = "inset">And will be to the day that ye dee.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">153</span> +<a name = "page153" id = "page153"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE GARDENER</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> of this pretty little song +is taken from Kinloch’s <span class = "smallroman">MSS.</span>, where it +is in James Beattie’s handwriting. In <i>Five Excellent New Songs</i>, +printed at Edinburgh in 1766, there is an older but much corrupted +version of this song, confused with two other songs, a ’Thyme’ song +and the favourite ‘I sowed the seeds of love.’ It is printed as two +songs, <i>The New Lover’s Garland</i> and <i>The Young Maid’s +Answer</i>, both with the following refrain:—</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘Brave sailing here, my dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">And better sailing there,</p> +<p>And brave sailing in my love’s arms,</p> +<p class = "inset">O if I were there!’</p> +</div> + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is so slight that the song +can scarcely be counted as a narrative. But it is one of the lyrical +dialogues covered by the word ‘ballad,’ and was not ruled out by +Professor Child. There seems to be a loss of half a verse in 7, which +should doubtless be two stanzas.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE GARDENER</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">The</span> gardener stands in his +bower-door,</p> +<p class = "inset">With a primrose in his hand,</p> +<p>And by there came a leal maiden,</p> +<p class = "inset">As jimp’s a willow wand.</p> +<i>And by</i>, etc. +<span class = "pagenum">154</span> +<a name = "page154" id = "page154"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>4</sup> ‘weed,’ dress.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘O lady, can you fancy me,</p> +<p class = "inset">For to be my bride?</p> +<p>You’ll get a’ the flowers in my garden</p> +<p class = "inset">To be to you a weed.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The lily white shall be your smock,</p> +<p class = "inset">Becomes your body neat;</p> +<p>And your head shall be deck’d with jelly-flower,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the primrose in your breast.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +4.<sup>2</sup> ‘camovine,’ camomile.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Your gown shall be o’ the sweet-william,</p> +<p class = "inset">Your coat o’ camovine,</p> +<p>And your apron o’ the salads neat,</p> +<p class = "inset">That taste baith sweet and fine.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>3</sup> ‘coot,’ ankle.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>4</sup> ‘brawn,’ calf.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Your stockings shall be o’ the broad kail-blade,</p> +<p class = "inset">That is baith broad and long;</p> +<p>And narrow, narrow at the coot,</p> +<p class = "inset">And broad, broad at the brawn.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Your gloves shall be the marygold,</p> +<p class = "inset">All glittering to your hand,</p> +<p>Well spread o’er wi’ the blue blaewort,</p> +<p class = "inset">That grows in corn-land.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O fare you well, young man,’ she says,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Farewell, and I bid adieu;</p> +<p>Since you’ve provided a weed for me,</p> +<p class = "inset">Among the summer flowers,</p> +<p>Then I’ll provide another for you,</p> +<p class = "inset">Among the winter showers.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">155</span> +<a name = "page155" id = "page155"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The new-fallen snow to be your smock,</p> +<p class = "inset">Becomes your body neat;</p> +<p>And your head shall be deck’d with the eastern wind,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the cold rain on your breast.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">156</span> +<a name = "page156" id = "page156"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +JOHN O’ THE SIDE</h4> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘He is weil kend, Johne of the Syde,</p> +<p>A greater theif did never ryde.’</p> +</div> + +<p class = "smallcaps" align = "right">Sir Richard Maitland.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from the Percy Folio, +but is given in modernised spelling. It lacks the beginning, probably, +and one line in st. 3, which can be easily guessed; but as a whole +it is an infinitely fresher and better ballad than that inserted in the +<i>Minstrelsy</i> of Sir Walter Scott.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is akin to that of +<i>Kinmont Willie</i> (<a href = "#page49">p. 49</a>). John of the +Side (on the river Liddel, nearly opposite Mangerton) first appears +about 1550 in a list of freebooters against whom complaints were laid +before the Bishop of Carlisle. He was, it seems, another of the +Armstrong family.</p> + +<p>Hobby Noble has a ballad<a class = "tag" name = "tag5" id = "tag5" +href = "#note5">5</a> to himself (as the hero of the present ballad +deserves), in which mention is made of Peter of Whitfield. This is +doubtless the person mentioned in the first line of <i>John o’ the +Side</i> as having been killed presumably by John himself.</p> + +<p>‘Culertun,’ 10.<sup>1</sup>, is Chollerton on the Tyne. Percy +suggests Challerton, and in the ballads upon which Scott founded his +version the name is ‘Choler-ford.’ ‘Howbrame wood’ and ‘Lord Clough’ are +not identified; and Flanders files, effective as they appear to be, are +not otherwise known.</p> + +<p><span class = "pagenum">157</span> +<a name = "page157" id = "page157"> </a> +‘The ballad,’ says Professor Child, ‘is one of the best in the world, +and enough to make a horse-trooper of any young borderer, had he lacked +the impulse.’</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note5" id = "note5" href = "#tag5">5.</a> +Child, No. 189, from Caw’s <i>Poetical Museum</i>, but not of sufficient +merit to be included here.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +JOHN O’ THE SIDE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Peter</span> o’ Whifield he hath slain,</p> +<p class = "inset">And John o’ Side, he is ta’en,</p> +<p>And John is bound both hand and foot,</p> +<p class = "inset">And to the New-castle he is gone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But tidings came to the Sybil o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">By the water-side as she ran;</p> +<p>She took her kirtle by the hem,</p> +<p class = "inset">And fast she run to Mangerton.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "missing first"> .....</p> +<p class = "inset">The lord was set down at his meat;</p> +<p>When these tidings she did him tell,</p> +<p class = "inset">Never a morsel might he eat.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But lords they wrung their fingers white,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ladies did pull themselves by the hair,</p> +<p>Crying ‘Alas and welladay!</p> +<p class = "inset">For John o’ the Side we shall never see more.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But we’ll go sell our droves of kine,</p> +<p class = "inset">And after them our oxen sell,</p> +<p>And after them our troops of sheep,</p> +<p class = "inset">But we will loose him out of the New Castell.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">158</span> +<a name = "page158" id = "page158"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But then bespake him Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">And spoke these words wondrous high;</p> +<p>Says, ‘Give me five men to myself,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I’ll fetch John o’ the Side to thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yea, thou’st have five, Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">Of the best that are in this country;</p> +<p>I’ll give thee five thousand, Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">That walk in Tyvidale truly.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>4</sup> ‘badgers,’ corn-dealers or pedlars.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Nay, I’ll have but five,’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That shall walk away with me;</p> +<p>We will ride like no men of war,</p> +<p class = "inset">But like poor badgers we will be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +9.<sup>2</sup> ‘barefoot,’ unshod.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +They stuffed up all their bags with straw,</p> +<p class = "inset">And their steeds barefoot must be;</p> +<p>‘Come on, my brethren,’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Come on your ways, and go with me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when they came to Culerton ford,</p> +<p class = "inset">The water was up, they could it not go;</p> +<p>And then they were ware of a good old man,</p> +<p class = "inset">How his boy and he were at the plough.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +11.<sup>4</sup> ‘gate,’ way.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But stand you still,’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Stand you still here at this shore,</p> +<p>And I will ride to yonder old man,</p> +<p class = "inset">And see where the gate it lies o’er.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">159</span> +<a name = "page159" id = "page159"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +12.<sup>2</sup> ‘see,’ protect.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But Christ you save, father!’ quoth he,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Christ both you save and see!</p> +<p>Where is the way over this ford?</p> +<p class = "inset">For Christ’s sake tell it me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>4</sup> ‘tree,’ wood. The Folio gives ‘3’; Percy suggested the +emendation.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But I have dwelled here three score year,</p> +<p class = "inset">So have I done three score and three;</p> +<p>I never saw man nor horse go o’er,</p> +<p class = "inset">Except it were a horse of tree.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But fare thou well, thou good old man!</p> +<p class = "inset">The devil in hell I leave with thee,</p> +<p>No better comfort here this night</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou gives my brethren here and me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But when he came to his brether again,</p> +<p class = "inset">And told this tidings full of woe,</p> +<p>And then they found a well good gate</p> +<p class = "inset">They might ride o’er by two and two.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when they were come over the ford,</p> +<p class = "inset">All safe gotten at the last,</p> +<p>‘Thanks be to God!’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘The worst of our peril is past.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And then they came into Howbrame wood,</p> +<p class = "inset">And there then they found a tree,</p> +<p>And cut it down then by the root.</p> +<p class = "inset">The length was thirty foot and three.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">160</span> +<a name = "page160" id = "page160"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And four of them did take the plank,</p> +<p class = "inset">As light as it had been a flea,</p> +<p>And carried it to the New Castle,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where as John o’ Side did lie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And some did climb up by the walls,</p> +<p class = "inset">And some did climb up by the tree,</p> +<p>Until they came up to the top of the castle,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where John made his moan truly.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He said, ‘God be with thee, Sybil o’ the Side!</p> +<p class = "inset">My own mother thou art,’ quoth he;</p> +<p>‘If thou knew this night I were here,</p> +<p class = "inset">A woe woman then wouldst thou be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And fare you well, Lord Mangerton!</p> +<p class = "inset">And ever I say God be with thee!</p> +<p>For if you knew this night I were here,</p> +<p class = "inset">You would sell your land for to loose me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And fare thou well, Much, Miller’s son!</p> +<p class = "inset">Much, Miller’s son, I say;</p> +<p>Thou has been better at mirk midnight</p> +<p class = "inset">Than ever thou was at noon o’ the day.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +23.<sup>3</sup> ‘him’ = man, which is suggested by Furnivall.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘And fare thou well, my good lord Clough!</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou art thy father’s son and heir;</p> +<p>Thou never saw him in all thy life</p> +<p class = "inset">But with him durst thou break a spear.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">161</span> +<a name = "page161" id = "page161"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘We are brothers childer nine or ten,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sisters children ten or eleven;</p> +<p>We never came to the field to fight,</p> +<p class = "inset">But the worst of us was counted a man.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But then bespake him Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">And spake these words unto him;</p> +<p>Says ‘Sleepest thou, wakest thou, John o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">Or art thou this castle within?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But who is there,’ quoth John o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That knows my name so right and free?’</p> +<p>‘I am a bastard-brother of thine;</p> +<p class = "inset">This night I am comen for to loose thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now nay, now nay,’ quoth John o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘It fears me sore that will not be,</p> +<p>For a peck of gold and silver,’ John said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘In faith this night will not loose me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +28.<sup>4</sup> ‘tent,’ guard.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +But then bespake him Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">And till his brother thus said he;</p> +<p>Says ‘Four shall take this matter in hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And two shall tent our geldings free.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Four did break one door without,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then John brake five himsel’;</p> +<p>But when they came to the iron door,</p> +<p class = "inset">It smote twelve upon the bell.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">162</span> +<a name = "page162" id = "page162"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘It fears me sore,’ said Much, the Miller,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That here taken we all shall be;’</p> +<p>‘But go away, brethren,’ said John o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For ever alas! this will not be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But fie upon thee!’ said Hobby Noble;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Much, the Miller, fie upon thee!</p> +<p>It sore fears me,’ said Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Man that thou wilt never be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But then he had Flanders files two or thee,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he filed down that iron door,</p> +<p>And took John out of the New Castle,</p> +<p class = "inset">And said ‘Look thou never come here more!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When he had him forth of the New Castle,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Away with me, John, thou shalt ride.’</p> +<p>But ever alas! it could not be,</p> +<p class = "inset">For John could neither sit nor stride.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But then he had sheets two or three,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bound John’s bolts fast to his feet,</p> +<p>And set him on a well good steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">Himself on another by him set.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +35.<sup>1</sup> ‘lough,’ laughed.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then Hobby Noble smiled and lough,</p> +<p class = "inset">And spoke these words in mickle pride;</p> +<p>‘Thou sits so finely on thy gelding</p> +<p class = "inset">That, John, thou rides like a bride.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">163</span> +<a name = "page163" id = "page163"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when they came thorough Howbrame town,</p> +<p class = "inset">John’s horse there stumbled at a stone;</p> +<p>‘Out and alas!’ cried Much, the Miller,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘John, thou’ll make us all be ta’en.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But fie upon thee!’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Much, the Miller, fie on thee!</p> +<p>I know full well,’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Man that thou wilt never be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when they came into Howbrame wood,</p> +<p class = "inset">He had Flanders files two or three</p> +<p>To file John’s bolts beside his feet,</p> +<p class = "inset">That he might ride more easily.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +39.<sup>2</sup> ‘lope,’ leapt.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Says ‘John, now leap over a steed!’</p> +<p class = "inset">And John then he lope over five.</p> +<p>‘I know well,’ says Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘John, thy fellow is not alive.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then he brought him home to Mangerton;</p> +<p class = "inset">The lord then he was at his meat;</p> +<p>But when John o’ the Side he there did see,</p> +<p class = "inset">For fain he could no more eat.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He says ‘Blest be thou, Hobby Noble,</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever thou wast man born!</p> +<p>Thou hast fetched us home good John o’ the Side,</p> +<p class = "inset">That was now clean from us gone.’</p> + +</div> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<span class = "pagenum">164</span> +<a name = "page164" id = "page164"> </a> + +<h4>JAMIE DOUGLAS</h4> +<h5>AND</h5> +<h4>WALY, WALY, GIN LOVE BE BONNY</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> of the ballad is here given +from Kinloch’s <span class = "smallroman">MSS.</span>, where it is in +the handwriting of John Hill Burton when a youth. The text of the song +<i>Waly, waly</i>, I take from Ramsay’s <i>Tea-Table +Miscellany</i>. The song and the ballad have become inextricably +confused, and the many variants of the former contain a greater or a +smaller proportion of verses apparently taken from the latter.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> of the ballad as here told +is nevertheless quite simple and straightforward. It is spoken in the +first person by the daughter of the Earl of Mar. (She also says she is +sister to the Duke of York, 7.<sup>4</sup>, a person often +introduced into ballads.) Blacklaywood, the lady complains, has spoken +calumniously of her to her lord, and she leaves him, saying farewell to +her children, and taking her youngest son with her.</p> + +<p>The ballad is historical in so far as that Lady Barbara Erskine, +daughter of the Earl of Mar, was married in 1670 to James, second +Marquis of Douglas, and was formally separated from him in 1681. +Further, tradition puts the blame of the separation on William Lawrie, +factor to the Marquis, often styled the laird of Blackwood +(‘Blacklaywood,’ 2.<sup>3</sup>), from his wife’s family estate.</p> + +<p>The non-historical points in the ballad are minor +<span class = "pagenum">165</span> +<a name = "page165" id = "page165"> </a> +ones. The couple had only one child; and the lady’s father could not +have come to fetch her away (9.<sup>2</sup>), as the Earl of Mar died in +1668, before his daughter’s wedding.</p> + +<p>I have printed the song <i>Waly, waly</i> not because it can be +considered a ballad, but simply because it is so closely interwoven with +<i>Jamie Douglas</i>. Stanza 6 is reminiscent of the beautiful English +quatrain beginning:</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘Westron wind, when will thou blow.’</p> +</div> + +<p>See Chappell’s <i>Popular Music of the Olden Time</i>, +i. 57.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +JAMIE DOUGLAS</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>1</sup> ‘Waly’ = alas!</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘wunt’ = were wont.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Waly</span>, waly up the bank,</p> +<p class = "inset">And waly, waly down the brae!</p> +<p>And waly, waly to yon burn-side,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where me and my love wunt to gae!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As I lay sick, and very sick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sick was I, and like to die,</p> +<p>And Blacklaywood put in my love’s ears</p> +<p class = "inset">That he staid in bower too lang wi’ me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> ‘lichtlie,’ make light of.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +As I lay sick, and very sick,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sick was I, and like to die,</p> +<p>And walking into my garden green,</p> +<p class = "inset">I heard my good lord lichtlie me.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">166</span> +<a name = "page166" id = "page166"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now woe betide ye, Blacklaywood!</p> +<p class = "inset">I’m sure an ill death you must die;</p> +<p>Ye’ll part me and my ain good lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">And his face again I’ll never see.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Come down stairs now, Jamie Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">Come down stairs and drink wine wi’ me;</p> +<p>I’ll set thee into a chair of gold,</p> +<p class = "inset">And not one farthing shall it cost thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>3</sup> ‘baas,’ balls.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘When cockle-shells turn silver bells,</p> +<p class = "inset">And muscles grow on every tree,</p> +<p>When frost and snow turn fiery baas,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ll come down the stair and drink wine wi’ +thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What’s needs me value you, Jamie Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">More than you do value me?</p> +<p>The Earl of Mar is my father,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Duke of York is my brother gay.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But when my father gets word o’ this,</p> +<p class = "inset">I trow a sorry man he’ll be;</p> +<p>He’ll send four score o’ his soldiers brave,</p> +<p class = "inset">To tak me hame to mine ain countrie.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As I lay owre my castell-wa’,</p> +<p class = "inset">I beheld my father comin’ for me,</p> +<p>Wi’ trumpets sounding on every side;</p> +<p class = "inset">But they werena music at a’ for me.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">167</span> +<a name = "page167" id = "page167"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And fare ye weel now, Jamie Douglas!</p> +<p class = "inset">And fare ye weel, my children three!</p> +<p>And fare ye weel, my own good lord!</p> +<p class = "inset">For my face again ye shall never see.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And fare ye weel now, Jamie Douglas!</p> +<p class = "inset">And fare ye weel, my children three!</p> +<p>And fare ye weel now, Jamie Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">But my youngest son shall gae wi’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What ails ye at your youngest son,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sits smilin’ at the nurse’s knee?</p> +<p>I’m sure he never knew any harm,</p> +<p class = "inset">Except it was from his nurse or thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "missing first"> .....</p> +<p class = "missing"> .....</p> +<p>And when I was into my coaches set,</p> +<p class = "inset">He made his trumpets a’ to soun.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +I’ve heard it said, and it’s oft times seen,</p> +<p class = "inset">The hawk that flies far frae her nest;</p> +<p>And a’ the world shall plainly see</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s Jamie Douglas that I love best.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +I’ve heard it said, and it’s oft times seen,</p> +<p class = "inset">The hawk that flies from tree to tree;</p> +<p>And a’ the world shall plainly see</p> +<p class = "inset">It’s for Jamie Douglas I maun die.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">168</span> +<a name = "page168" id = "page168"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section">WALY, WALY, GIN LOVE BE BONNY</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">O waly</span>, waly up the bank!</p> +<p class = "inset">And waly, waly, down the brae!</p> +<p>And waly, waly yon burn-side,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where I and my love wont to gae!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +I lean’d my back unto an aik,</p> +<p class = "inset">I thought it was a trusty tree;</p> +<p>But first it bow’d, and syne it brak,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae my true-love did lightly me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O waly, waly! but love be bonny</p> +<p class = "inset">A little time, while it is new;</p> +<p>But when it is auld, it waxeth cauld,</p> +<p class = "inset">And fades away like morning dew.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +O wherefore shoud I busk my head?</p> +<p class = "inset">Or wherefore shoud I kame my hair?</p> +<p>For my true-love has me forsook,</p> +<p class = "inset">And says he’ll never love me mair.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Now Arthur-Seat shall be my bed,</p> +<p class = "inset">The sheets shall ne’er be fyl’d by me;</p> +<p>Saint Anton’s well shall be my drink,</p> +<p class = "inset">Since my true-love has forsaken me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Martinmas wind, when wilt thou blaw,</p> +<p class = "inset">And shake the green leaves off the tree?</p> +<p>O gentle death, when wilt thou come?</p> +<p class = "inset">For of my life I am weary.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">169</span> +<a name = "page169" id = "page169"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Tis not the frost that freezes fell,</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor blawing snaw’s inclemency;</p> +<p>’Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry,</p> +<p class = "inset">But my love’s heart grown cauld to me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When we came in by Glasgow town,</p> +<p class = "inset">We were a comely sight to see;</p> +<p>My love was cled in the black velvet,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I mysell in cramasie.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But had I wist, before I kiss’d,</p> +<p class = "inset">That love had been sae ill to win,</p> +<p>I’d lock’d my heart in a case of gold,</p> +<p class = "inset">And pin’d it with a silver pin.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Oh, oh, if my young babe were born,</p> +<p class = "inset">And set upon the nurse’s knee,</p> +<p>And I mysell were dead and gane!</p> +<p class = "inset">For a maid again I’ll never be.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">170</span> +<a name = "page170" id = "page170"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE HEIR OF LINNE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is taken from the Percy +Folio, but I have modernised the spelling. For the <i>Reliques</i> Percy +made a ballad out of the Folio version combined with ‘a modern +ballad on a similar subject,’ a broadside entitled <i>The +Drunkard’s Legacy</i>, thus producing a very good result which is about +thrice the length of the Folio version.</p> + +<p>The Scottish variant was noted by Motherwell and Buchan, but previous +editors—Herd, Ritson, Chambers, Aytoun—had used Percy’s +composition.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—There are several +Oriental stories which resemble the ballad as compounded by Percy from +<i>The Drunkard’s Legacy</i>. In most of these—Tartar, Turkish, +Arabic, Persian, etc.—the climax of the story lies in the fact +that the hero in attempting to hang himself by a rope fastened to the +ceiling pulls down a hidden treasure. There is, of course, no such +episode in <i>The Heir of Linne</i>, but all the stories have similar +circumstances, and the majority present the moral aspect of +unthriftiness, and of friends deserting a man who loses his wealth.</p> + +<p>‘Linne,’ of course, is the place which is so often mentioned in +ballads. See note, First Series, p. 1.</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">171</span> +<a name = "page171" id = "page171"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE HEIR OF LINNE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Of</span> all the lords in fair Scotland</p> +<p class = "inset">A song I will begin;</p> +<p>Amongst them all there dwelled a lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">Which was the unthrifty lord of Linne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>3,4</sup> Interchanged in manuscript.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>4</sup> ‘blin,’ stop.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +His father and mother were dead him fro,</p> +<p class = "inset">And so was the head of all his kin;</p> +<p>To the cards and dice that he did run</p> +<p class = "inset">He did neither cease nor blin.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +To drink the wine that was so clear,</p> +<p class = "inset">With every man he would make merry;</p> +<p>And then bespake him John of the Scales,</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto the heir of Linne said he;</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Says ‘How dost thou, lord of Linne?</p> +<p class = "inset">Dost either want gold or fee?</p> +<p>Wilt thou not sell thy lands so broad</p> +<p class = "inset">To such a good fellow as me?</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>1</sup> Deficient in manuscript.</p> + +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>4</sup> ‘God’s penny,’ an earnest-penny, to clinch a bargain.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘For<span class = "missing short"> ...</span> I<span class = "missing +short"> ...</span> ,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘My land, take it unto thee.’</p> +<p>‘I draw you to record, my lordës all.’</p> +<p class = "inset">With that he cast him a God’s penny.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He told him the gold upon the board,</p> +<p class = "inset">It wanted never a bare penny.</p> +<p>‘That gold is thine, the land is mine;</p> +<p class = "inset">The heir of Linne I will be.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">172</span> +<a name = "page172" id = "page172"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Here’s gold enough,’ saith the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Both for me and my company.’</p> +<p>He drunk the wine that was so clear,</p> +<p class = "inset">And with every man he made merry.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Within three-quarters of a year</p> +<p class = "inset">His gold and fee it waxed thin,</p> +<p>His merry men were from him gone,</p> +<p class = "inset">And left him himself all alone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He had never a penny left in his purse,</p> +<p class = "inset">Never a penny left but three,</p> +<p>And one was brass, and another was lead,</p> +<p class = "inset">And another was white money.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now welladay!’ said the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Now welladay, and woe is me!</p> +<p>For when I was the lord of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">I neither wanted gold nor fee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +11.<sup>3</sup> ‘read,’ advice.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘For I have sold my lands so broad,</p> +<p class = "inset">And have not left me one penny;</p> +<p>I must go now and take some read</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto Edinburgh, and beg my bread.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He had not been in Edinburgh</p> +<p class = "inset">Not three-quarters of a year,</p> +<p>But some did give him, and some said nay,</p> +<p class = "inset">And some bid ‘To the deil gang ye!</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">173</span> +<a name = "page173" id = "page173"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>1</sup> ‘fere,’ companion.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘For if we should hang any landless fere,</p> +<p class = "inset">The first we would begin with thee.’</p> +<p>‘Now welladay!’ said the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Now welladay, and woe is me!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>2</sup> ‘irk with,’ weary of.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘For now I have sold my lands so broad,</p> +<p class = "inset">That merry man is irk with me;</p> +<p>But when that I was the lord of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then on my land I lived merrily.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And now I have sold my land so broad,</p> +<p class = "inset">That I have not left me one penny!</p> +<p>God be with my father!’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘On his land he lived merrily.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +16.<sup>2</sup> ‘unbethought him,’ bethought himself. See <i>Old Robin +of Portingale</i>, 5.<sup>3</sup> (First Series, p. 14).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Still in a study there as he stood,</p> +<p class = "inset">He unbethought him of a bill—</p> +<p>He unbethought him of a bill</p> +<p class = "inset">Which his father had left with him.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Bade him he should never on it look</p> +<p class = "inset">Till he was in extreme need;</p> +<p>‘And by my faith,’ said the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Than now I had never more need.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +18.<sup>4</sup> ‘in fere,’ together.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He took the bill, and looked it on,</p> +<p class = "inset">Good comfort that he found there;</p> +<p>It told him of a castle wall</p> +<p class = "inset">Where there stood three chests in fere.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">174</span> +<a name = "page174" id = "page174"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>4</sup> ? ‘gold and fee.’ Cp. 27.<sup>4</sup></p> + +<p class = "first"> +Two were full of the beaten gold,</p> +<p class = "inset">The third was full of white money.</p> +<p>He turned then down his bags of bread,</p> +<p class = "inset">And filled them full of gold so red.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +20.<sup>4</sup> Ritson said ‘speer’ was a hole in the wall of a house, +through which the family received and answered the inquiries of +strangers. This is apparently a mere conjecture.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then he did never cease nor blin,</p> +<p class = "inset">Till John of the Scales‘ house he did win.</p> +<p>When that he came to John of the Scales,</p> +<p class = "inset">Up at the speer he looked then.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There sat three lords upon a row,</p> +<p class = "inset">And John o’ the Scales sat at the board’s head,</p> +<p>And John o’ the Scales sat at the board’s head,</p> +<p class = "inset">Because he was the lord of Linne.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +22.<sup>3</sup> ‘shot,’ reckoning. Cp. ‘pay the shot.’</p> + +<p class = "first"> +And then bespake the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">To John o’ the Scales’ wife thus said he;</p> +<p>Said, ‘Dame, wilt thou not trust me one shot</p> +<p class = "inset">That I may sit down in this company?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now Christ’s curse on my head,’ she said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘If I do trust thee one penny!’</p> +<p>Then bespake a good fellow,</p> +<p class = "inset">Which sat by John o’ the Scales his knee;</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">175</span> +<a name = "page175" id = "page175"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Said, ‘Have thou here, thou heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Forty pence I will lend thee;</p> +<p>Some time a good fellow thou hast been;</p> +<p class = "inset">And other forty if need be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They drunken wine that was so clear,</p> +<p class = "inset">And every man they made merry;</p> +<p>And then bespake him John o’ the Scales,</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto the lord of Linne said he;</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Said, ‘How dost thou, heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">Since I did buy thy lands of thee?</p> +<p>I will sell it to thee twenty pound better cheap</p> +<p class = "inset">Nor ever I did buy it of thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +27.<sup>4</sup> See 19.<sup>4</sup> and note.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘I draw you to record, lordës all;’</p> +<p class = "inset">With that he cast him a God’s penny;</p> +<p>Then he took to his bags of bread,</p> +<p class = "inset">And they were full of the gold so red.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He told him the gold then over the board,</p> +<p class = "inset">It wanted never a broad penny.</p> +<p>‘That gold is thine, the land is mine,</p> +<p class = "inset">And heir of Linne again I will be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now welladay!’ said John o’ the Scales’ wife,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Welladay, and woe is me!</p> +<p>Yesterday I was the lady of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">And now I am but John o’ the Scales’ wife!’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">176</span> +<a name = "page176" id = "page176"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Says ‘Have thou here, thou good fellow,</p> +<p class = "inset">Forty pence thou did lend me,</p> +<p>Forty pence thou did lend me,</p> +<p class = "inset">And forty pound I will give thee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’ll make thee keeper of my forest,</p> +<p class = "inset">Both of the wild deer and the tame,’</p> +<p class = "missing"> .....</p> +<p class = "missing"> .....</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But then bespake the heir of Linne,</p> +<p class = "inset">These were the words, and thus said he,</p> +<p>‘Christ’s curse light upon my crown,</p> +<p class = "inset">If e’er my land stand in any jeopardy!’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">177</span> +<a name = "page177" id = "page177"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +EARL BOTHWELL</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from the Percy Folio, +the spelling being modernised. Percy printed it (with alterations) in +the <i>Reliques</i>.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> of the ballad represents +that Darnley was murdered by way of revenge for his participation in the +murder of Riccio; that Mary sent for Darnley to come to Scotland, and +that she was finally banished by the Regent. All of these statements, +and several minor ones, contain as much truth as may be expected in a +ballad of this kind.</p> + +<p>Mary escaped from Lochleven Castle on May 2, 1568, and found refuge +in England on the 16th. The ballad was doubtless written shortly +afterwards. On March 24, 1579, a ‘ballad concerninge the murder of +the late Kinge of Scottes’ was licensed to Thomas Gosson, +a well-known printer of broadsides.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +EARL BOTHWELL</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2</sup> ‘sleight,’ trick.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Woe</span> worth thee, woe worth thee, false +Scotland!</p> +<p class = "inset">For thou hast ever wrought by a sleight;</p> +<p>For the worthiest prince that ever was born</p> +<p class = "inset">You hanged under a cloud by night.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">178</span> +<a name = "page178" id = "page178"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Queen of France a letter wrote,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sealed it with heart and ring,</p> +<p>And bade him come Scotland within,</p> +<p class = "inset">And she would marry him and crown him king.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>3,4</sup> A popular proverb; see <i>The Lord of Learne</i>, +39.<sup>3,4</sup> (Second Series, p. 190).</p> + +<p class = "first"> +To be a king, it is a pleasant thing,</p> +<p class = "inset">To be a prince unto a peer;</p> +<p>But you have heard, and so have I too,</p> +<p class = "inset">A man may well buy gold too dear.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There was an Italian in that place</p> +<p class = "inset">Was as well beloved as ever was he;</p> +<p>Lord David was his name,</p> +<p class = "inset">Chamberlain unto the queen was he.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +For if the king had risen forth of his place,</p> +<p class = "inset">He would have sit him down in the chair,</p> +<p>And tho’ it beseemed him not so well,</p> +<p class = "inset">Altho’ the king had been present there.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Some lords in Scotland waxed wonderous worth,</p> +<p class = "inset">And quarrell’d with him for the nonce;</p> +<p>I shall you tell how it befell;</p> +<p class = "inset">Twelve daggers were in him all at once.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When this queen see the chamberlain was slain,</p> +<p class = "inset">For him her cheeks she did weet,</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">179</span> +<a name = "page179" id = "page179"> </a> + +<p>And made a vow for a twelvemonth and a day</p> +<p class = "inset">The king and she would not come in one sheet.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then some of the lords of Scotland waxed wroth,</p> +<p class = "inset">And made their vow vehemently;</p> +<p>‘For death of the queen’s chamberlain</p> +<p class = "inset">The king himself he shall die.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They strowed his chamber over with gun powder,</p> +<p class = "inset">And laid green rushes in his way;</p> +<p>For the traitors thought that night</p> +<p class = "inset">The worthy king for to betray.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +10.<sup>1</sup> ‘made him boun,’ prepared himself.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +To bed the worthy king made him boun;</p> +<p class = "inset">To take his rest, that was his desire;</p> +<p>He was no sooner cast on sleep</p> +<p class = "inset">But his chamber was on a blazing fire.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Up he lope, and a glass window broke,</p> +<p class = "inset">He had thirty foot for to fall;</p> +<p>Lord Bodwell kept a privy watch</p> +<p class = "inset">Underneath his castle wall.</p> +<p>‘Who have we here?’ said Lord Bodwell;</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Answer me, now I do call.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘King Henry the Eighth my uncle was;</p> +<p class = "inset">Some pity show for his sweet sake!</p> +<p>Ah, Lord Bodwell, I know thee well;</p> +<p class = "inset">Some pity on me I pray thee take!’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">180</span> +<a name = "page180" id = "page180"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘I’ll pity thee as much,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And as much favour I’ll show to thee,</p> +<p>As thou had on the queen’s chamberlain</p> +<p class = "inset">That day thou deemedst him to die.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Through halls and towers this king they led,</p> +<p class = "inset">Through castles and towers that were high,</p> +<p>Through an arbour into an orchard,</p> +<p class = "inset">And there hanged him in a pear tree.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When the governor of Scotland he heard tell</p> +<p class = "inset">That the worthy king he was slain,</p> +<p>He hath banished the queen so bitterly</p> +<p class = "inset">That in Scotland she dare not remain.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But she is fled into merry England,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Scotland too aside hath lain,</p> +<p>And through the Queen of England’s good grace</p> +<p class = "inset">Now in England she doth remain.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">181</span> +<a name = "page181" id = "page181"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +DURHAM FIELD</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is another of the lively +battle-pieces from the Percy Folio, put into modern spelling, and no +other version is known or needed. The battle of Durham, which the +minstrel says (27.<sup>1</sup>, 64.<sup>2</sup>) was fought on a morning +of May, and (64.<sup>3,4</sup>) within a month of <ins class = +"correction" title = "spelling consistent for this text">Creçy</ins> and +Poictiers,<a class = "tag" name = "tag6" id = "tag6" href = +"#note6">6</a> actually took place on October 17, 1346. Stanza 18 makes +the king say to Lord Hamilton that they are of ‘kin full nigh’; and this +provides an upper limit for the date of the ballad, as James Hamilton +was married to Princess Mary, sister of James <span class = +"smallroman">III.</span>, in 1474.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—We have as +authorities for the history of the battle both Scottish and English +chronicles, but the ballad, as might be expected, follows neither very +closely. Indeed it is not easy to reconcile the Scottish account with +the English. David Bruce, the young king of Scotland, seized the +opportunity afforded by Edward <span class = "smallroman">III.</span>’s +absence in France at the siege of Calais to invade England with a large +army. They were met at Durham by an English force in three divisions, +led (according to the English chronicle) by (i) the Earl of Angus, Henry +Percy, Ralph Neville, and Henry Scrope, (ii) the Archbishop of York, and +(iii) Mowbray, Rokeby, and John of Copland. The Scots were also in three +divisions, which were led (says the Scottish version) by King +<span class = "pagenum">182</span> +<a name = "page182" id = "page182"> </a> +David, the Earl of Murray and William Douglas, and the Steward of +Scotland and the Earl of March respectively. The English chronicle puts +John of Douglas with the Earl of Murray, and the Earl of Buchan with +King David.</p> + +<p>The ballad, therefore, that calls Angus ‘Anguish’ (11.<sup>1</sup>) +and puts him on the side of the Scots, as well as Neville +(17.<sup>1</sup>), and apparently confuses the two Douglases (14 and +21), is not more at variance with history than is to be expected, and in +the present case is but little more vague than the historical records +themselves.</p> + +<p>‘Vaughan’ (13.<sup>1</sup>) may be Baughan or Buchan, though it is +doubtful whether there was an Earl of Buchan in 1346. ‘Fluwilliams’ +(41.<sup>3</sup>) is perhaps a form of Llewellyn (Shakespeare spells it +Fluellen), but this does not help to identify that lord.</p> + +<p class = "footnote"> +<a name = "note6" id = "note6" href = "#tag6">6.</a> +Creçy was fought on August 26, 1346; Poictiers on September 19, +1356.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +DURHAM FIELD</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2</sup> ‘[spell]’ suggested by Child.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Lordings</span>, listen and hold you +still;</p> +<p class = "inset">Hearken to me a little [spell];</p> +<p>I shall you tell of the fairest battle</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever in England befell.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +For as it befell in Edward the Third’s days,</p> +<p class = "inset">In England, where he ware the crown,</p> +<p>Then all the chief chivalry of England</p> +<p class = "inset">They busked and made them boun.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They chosen all the best archers</p> +<p class = "inset">That in England might be found,</p> +<p>And all was to fight with the King of France,</p> +<p class = "inset">Within a little stound.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">183</span> +<a name = "page183" id = "page183"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when our king was over the water,</p> +<p class = "inset">And on the salt sea gone,</p> +<p>Then tidings into Scotland came</p> +<p class = "inset">That all England was gone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Bows and arrows they were all forth,</p> +<p class = "inset">At home was not left a man</p> +<p>But shepherds and millers both,</p> +<p class = "inset">And priests with shaven crowns.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +6.<sup>3</sup> ‘leeve,’ pleasant, dear; formerly a regular epithet of +London.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then the King of Scots in a study stood,</p> +<p class = "inset">As he was a man of great might;</p> +<p>He sware he would hold his Parliament in leeve London,</p> +<p class = "inset">If he could ride there right.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then bespake a squire, of Scotland born,</p> +<p class = "inset">And said, ‘My liege, apace,</p> +<p>Before you come to leeve London,</p> +<p class = "inset">Full sore you’ll rue that race.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There been bold yeomen in merry England,</p> +<p class = "inset">Husbandmen stiff and strong;</p> +<p>Sharp swords they done wear,</p> +<p class = "inset">Bearen bows and arrows long.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King was angry at that word;</p> +<p class = "inset">A long sword out he drew,</p> +<p>And there before his royal company</p> +<p class = "inset">His own squire he slew.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">184</span> +<a name = "page184" id = "page184"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +10.<sup>1</sup> ‘Hard hansel,’ bad omen.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Hard hansel had the Scots that day,</p> +<p class = "inset">That wrought them woe enough,</p> +<p>For then durst not a Scot speak a word</p> +<p class = "inset">For hanging at a bough.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The Earl of Anguish, where art thou?</p> +<p class = "inset">In my coat-armour thou shalt be,</p> +<p>And thou shalt lead the forward</p> +<p class = "inset">Thorough the English country.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +12.<sup>2</sup> ‘stead,’ place.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Take thee York,’ then said the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘In stead whereas it doth stand;</p> +<p>I’ll make thy eldest son after thee</p> +<p class = "inset">Heir of all Northumberland.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The Earl of Vaughan, where be ye?</p> +<p class = "inset">In my coat-armour thou shalt be;</p> +<p>The high Peak and Derbyshire</p> +<p class = "inset">I give it thee to thy fee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>1</sup> ‘famous’ may be a scribe’s error for ‘James.’</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>3</sup> ‘vanward,’ vanguard.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Then came in famous Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">Says ‘What shall my meed be?</p> +<p>And I’ll lead the vanward, lord,</p> +<p class = "inset">Thorough the English country.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +15.<sup>2</sup> The manuscript gives ‘Tuxburye, Killingworth.’</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Take thee Worcester,’ said the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Tewkesbury, Kenilworth, Burton upon Trent;</p> +<p>Do thou not say another day</p> +<p class = "inset">But I have given thee lands and rent.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">185</span> +<a name = "page185" id = "page185"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Sir Richard of Edinburgh, where are ye?</p> +<p class = "inset">A wise man in this war!</p> +<p>I’ll give thee Bristow and the shire</p> +<p class = "inset">The time that we come there.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My lord Nevill, where been ye?</p> +<p class = "inset">You must in these wars be;</p> +<p>I’ll give thee Shrewsbury,’ says the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And Coventry fair and free.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘My lord of Hamilton, where art thou?</p> +<p class = "inset">Thou art of my kin full nigh;</p> +<p>I’ll give thee Lincoln and Lincolnshire,</p> +<p class = "inset">And that’s enough for thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>2</sup> ‘breme,’ fierce.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +By then came in William Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">As breme as any boar;</p> +<p>He kneeled him down upon his knees,</p> +<p class = "inset">In his heart he sighed sore.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Says ‘I have served you, my lovely liege,</p> +<p class = "inset">These thirty winters and four,</p> +<p>And in the Marches between England and Scotland,</p> +<p class = "inset">I have been wounded and beaten sore.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For all the good service that I have done,</p> +<p class = "inset">What shall my meed be?</p> +<p>And I will lead the vanward</p> +<p class = "inset">Thorough the English country.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">186</span> +<a name = "page186" id = "page186"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ask on, Douglas,’ said the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And granted it shall be.’</p> +<p>‘Why then, I ask little London,’ says Will Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Gotten if that it be.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King was wrath, and rose away;</p> +<p class = "inset">Says ‘Nay, that cannot be!</p> +<p>For that I will keep for my chief chamber,</p> +<p class = "inset">Gotten if it be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But take thee North Wales and Westchester,</p> +<p class = "inset">The country all round about,</p> +<p>And rewarded thou shalt be,</p> +<p class = "inset">Of that take thou no doubt.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Five score knights he made on a day,</p> +<p class = "inset">And dubb’d them with his hands;</p> +<p>Rewarded them right worthily</p> +<p class = "inset">With the towns in merry England.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">26.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +26.<sup>2</sup> ‘they busk them boun,’ they make themselves ready.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +And when the fresh knights they were made,</p> +<p class = "inset">To battle they busk them boun;</p> +<p>James Douglas went before,</p> +<p class = "inset">And he thought to have won him shoon.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">27.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But they were met in a morning of May</p> +<p class = "inset">With the communalty of little England;</p> +<p>But there scaped never a man away,</p> +<p class = "inset">Through the might of Christës hand.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">187</span> +<a name = "page187" id = "page187"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">28.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But all only James Douglas;</p> +<p class = "inset">In Durham in the field</p> +<p>An arrow struck him in the thigh;</p> +<p class = "inset">Fast flings he towards the King.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">29.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King looked toward little Durham,</p> +<p class = "inset">Says ‘All things is not well!</p> +<p>For James Douglas bears an arrow in his thigh,</p> +<p class = "inset">The head of it is of steel.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">30.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘How now, James?’ then said the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘How now, how may this be?</p> +<p>And where been all thy merry men</p> +<p class = "inset">That thou took hence with thee?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">31.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +31.<sup>4</sup> ‘gate,’ way.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But cease, my King,’ says James Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Alive is not left a man!’</p> +<p>‘Now by my faith,’ says the King of the Scots,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That gate was evil gone.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">32.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But I’ll revenge thy quarrel well,</p> +<p class = "inset">And of that thou may be fain;</p> +<p>For one Scot will beat five Englishmen,</p> +<p class = "inset">If they meeten them on the plain,’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">33.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +33.<sup>4</sup> ‘tho,’ then.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Now hold your tongue,’ says James Douglas,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For in faith that is not so;</p> +<p>For one Englishman is worth five Scots,</p> +<p class = "inset">When they meeten together tho.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">188</span> +<a name = "page188" id = "page188"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">34.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For they are as eager men to fight</p> +<p class = "inset">As a falcon upon a prey;</p> +<p>Alas! if ever they win the vanward,</p> +<p class = "inset">There scapes no man away.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">35.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O peace thy talking,’ said the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘They be but English knaves,</p> +<p>But shepherds and millers both,</p> +<p class = "inset">And priests with their staves.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">36.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King sent forth one of his heralds of armes</p> +<p class = "inset">To view the Englishmen.</p> +<p>‘Be of good cheer,’ the herald said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For against one we be ten.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">37.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Who leads those lads,’ said the King of Scots,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Thou herald, tell thou me.’</p> +<p>The herald said ‘The Bishop of Durham</p> +<p class = "inset">Is captain of that company.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">38.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For the Bishop hath spread the King’s banner,</p> +<p class = "inset">And to battle he busks him boun.’</p> +<p>‘I swear by St. Andrew’s bones,’ says the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I’ll rap that priest on the crown.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">39.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King looked towards little Durham,</p> +<p class = "inset">And that he well beheld,</p> +<p>That the Earl Percy was well armed,</p> +<p class = "inset">With his battle-axe entered the field.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">189</span> +<a name = "page189" id = "page189"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">40.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +40.<sup>2</sup> ‘ancients,’ ensigns.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The King looked again towards little Durham,</p> +<p class = "inset">Four ancients there see he;</p> +<p>There were two standards, six in a valley,</p> +<p class = "inset">He could not see them with his eye.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">41.</p> +<p class = "first"> +My lord of York was one of them,</p> +<p class = "inset">My lord of Carlisle was the other,</p> +<p>And my lord Fluwilliams,</p> +<p class = "inset">The one came with the other.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">42.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Bishop of Durham commanded his men,</p> +<p class = "inset">And shortly he them bade,</p> +<p>That never a man should go to the field to fight</p> +<p class = "inset">Till he had served his God.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">43.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Five hundred priests said mass that day</p> +<p class = "inset">In Durham in the field,</p> +<p>And afterwards, as I heard say,</p> +<p class = "inset">They bare both spear and shield.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">44.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +44.<sup>1</sup> ‘orders,’ prepares.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Bishop of Durham orders himself to fight</p> +<p class = "inset">With his battle-axe in his hand;</p> +<p>He said ‘This day now I will fight</p> +<p class = "inset">As long as I can stand!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">45.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +45.<sup>4</sup> ‘may,’ = maid; the Virgin.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘And so will I,’ said my lord of Carlisle,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘In this fair morning gay.’</p> +<p>‘And so will I,’ said my lord Fluwilliams,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For Mary, that mild may.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">190</span> +<a name = "page190" id = "page190"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">46.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +46.<sup>4</sup> ‘scantly,’ scarcely.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Our English archers bent their bows</p> +<p class = "inset">Shortly and anon;</p> +<p>They shot over the Scottish host</p> +<p class = "inset">And scantly touched a man.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">47.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Hold down your hands,’ said the Bishop of Durham,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘My archers good and true.’</p> +<p>The second shoot that they shot,</p> +<p class = "inset">Full sore the Scots it rue.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">48.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +48.<sup>4</sup> ‘cheer,’ face, appearance.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The Bishop of Durham spoke on high</p> +<p class = "inset">That both parties might hear,</p> +<p>‘Be of good cheer, my merrymen all,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Scots flien and changen their cheer.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">49.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +49.<sup>4</sup> ‘dree,’ hold out.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +But as they saiden, so they diden,</p> +<p class = "inset">They fell on heapës high;</p> +<p>Our Englishmen laid on with their bows</p> +<p class = "inset">As fast as they might dree.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">50.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King of Scots in a study stood</p> +<p class = "inset">Amongst his company;</p> +<p>An arrow struck him thorough the nose,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thorough his armoury.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">51.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King went to a marsh-side</p> +<p class = "inset">And light beside his steed;</p> +<p>He leaned him down on his sword-hilts</p> +<p class = "inset">To let his nose bleed.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">191</span> +<a name = "page191" id = "page191"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">52.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There followed him a yeoman of merry England,</p> +<p class = "inset">His name was John of Copland;</p> +<p>‘Yield thee, traitor!’ says Copland then,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Thy life lies in my hand.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">53.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +53.<sup>2</sup> ‘And,’ if.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘How should I yield me,’ says the King,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘And thou art no gentleman?’</p> +<p>‘No, by my troth,’ says Copland there,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘I am but a poor yeoman.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">54.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘What art thou better than I, sir King?</p> +<p class = "inset">Tell me, if that thou can!</p> +<p>What art thou better than I, sir King,</p> +<p class = "inset">Now we be but man to man?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">55.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The King smote angrily at Copland then,</p> +<p class = "inset">Angrily in that stound;</p> +<p>And then Copland was a bold yeoman,</p> +<p class = "inset">And bore the King to the ground.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">56.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He set the King upon a palfrey,</p> +<p class = "inset">Himself upon a steed;</p> +<p>He took him by the bridle-rein,</p> +<p class = "inset">Towards London he gan him lead.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">57.</p> +<p class = "first"> +And when to London that he came,</p> +<p class = "inset">The King from France was new come home,</p> +<p>And there unto the King of Scots</p> +<p class = "inset">He said these words anon.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">192</span> +<a name = "page192" id = "page192"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">58.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘How like you my shepherds and my millers?</p> +<p class = "inset">My priests with shaven crowns?’</p> +<p>‘By my faith, they are the sorest fighting men</p> +<p class = "inset">That ever I met on the ground.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">59.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘There was never a yeoman in merry England</p> +<p class = "inset">But he was worth a Scottish knight.’</p> +<p>‘Ay, by my troth,’ said King Edward, and laugh,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For you fought all against the right.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">60.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But now the prince of merry England</p> +<p class = "inset">Worthily under his shield</p> +<p>Hath taken the King of France,</p> +<p class = "inset">At Poictiers in the field.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">61.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +61.<sup>1</sup> ‘food,’ man.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The prince did present his father with that food,</p> +<p class = "inset">The lovely King of France,</p> +<p>And forward of his journey he is gone.</p> +<p class = "inset">God send us all good chance!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">62.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +62.<sup>1</sup> The last five words are perhaps inserted by the +scribe.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +62.<sup>3</sup> ‘leve,’ grant.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘You are welcome, brother!’ said the King of Scots to the King of +France,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘For I am come hither too soon;</p> +<p>Christ leve that I had taken my way</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto the court of Rome!’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">193</span> +<a name = "page193" id = "page193"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">63.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘And so would I,’ said the King of France,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘When I came over the stream,</p> +<p>That I had taken my journey</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto Jerusalem!’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">64.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Thus ends the battle of fair Durham,</p> +<p class = "inset">In one morning of May,</p> +<p>The battle of Creçy, and the battle of Poictiers,</p> +<p class = "inset">All within one monthës day.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">65.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then was wealth and welfare in merry England,</p> +<p class = "inset">Solaces, game, and glee,</p> +<p>And every man loved other well,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the king loved good yeomanry.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">66.</p> +<p class = "first"> +But God that made the grass to grow,</p> +<p class = "inset">And leaves on greenwood tree,</p> +<p>Now save and keep our noble King,</p> +<p class = "inset">And maintain good yeomanry!</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">194</span> +<a name = "page194" id = "page194"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE BATTLE OF HARLAW</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> of this ballad was sent to +Professor Child by Mr. C. E. Dalrymple of Kinaldie, Aberdeenshire, +from whose version the printed variants (<i>Notes and Queries</i>, Third +Series, vii. 393, and Aytoun’s <i>Ballads of Scotland</i>, i. 75) +have been more or less directly derived.</p> + +<p>The ballad is one of those mentioned in <i>The Complaynt of +Scotland</i> (1549), like the ‘Hunttis of Chevet’ (see <a href = +"#page2">p. 2</a> of this volume). It is again mentioned as being +in print in 1668; but the latter may possibly refer to a poem on the +battle, afterwards printed in Allan Ramsay’s <i>Evergreen</i>. The fact +that the present ballad omits all reference to the Earl of Mar, and +deals with the Forbes brothers, who are not otherwise known to have +taken part in the battle, disposes Professor Child to believe that it is +a comparatively recent ballad.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—The battle of +Harlaw was fought on July 24, 1411. Harlaw is eighteen miles north-west +of Aberdeen, Dunidier a hill on the Aberdeen road, and Netherha’ is +close at hand. Balquhain (2.<sup>2</sup>) is a mile south of Harlaw, +while Drumminnor (15.<sup>3</sup>) is more than twenty miles +away—though the horse covered the distance there and back in ‘twa +hours an’ a quarter’ (16.<sup>3</sup>).</p> + +<p>The ballad is narrated by ‘John Hielan’man’ to Sir James the Rose +(derived from the ballad of that name given earlier in the present +volume) and Sir +<span class = "pagenum">195</span> +<a name = "page195" id = "page195"> </a> +John the Gryme (Graeme). ‘Macdonell’ is Donald of the Isles, who, as +claimant to the Earldom of Ross, advanced on Aberdeen, and was met at +Harlaw by the Earl of Mar and Alexander Ogilvy, sheriff of Angus. It was +a stubborn fight, though it did not last from Monday to Saturday (23), +and Donald lost nine hundred men and the other party five hundred.</p> + +<p>Child finds a difficulty with the use of the word ‘she’ in +4.<sup>3</sup>, despite ‘me’ in the two previous lines. Had it been +‘her,’ the difficulty would not have arisen.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE BATTLE OF HARLAW</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">As</span> I cam in by Dunidier,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ doun by Netherha’,</p> +<p>There was fifty thousand Hielan’men</p> +<p class = "inset">A-marching to Harlaw.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>Wi’ a dree dree dradie drumtie dree</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As I cam on, an’ farther on,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ doun an’ by Balquhain,</p> +<p>Oh there I met Sir James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ him Sir John the Gryme.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O cam ye frae the Hielan’s, man?</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ cam ye a’ the wey?</p> +<p>Saw ye Macdonell an’ his men,</p> +<p class = "inset">As they cam frae the Skee?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yes, me cam frae ta Hielan’s, man,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ me cam a’ ta wey,</p> +<p>An’ she saw Macdonell an’ his men,</p> +<p class = "inset">As they cam frae ta Skee.’</p> +<span class = "pagenum">196</span> +<a name = "page196" id = "page196"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh was ye near Macdonell’s men?</p> +<p class = "inset">Did ye their numbers see?</p> +<p>Come, tell to me, John Hielan’man,</p> +<p class = "inset">What micht their numbers be?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Yes, me was near, an’ near eneuch,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ me their numbers saw;</p> +<p>There was fifty thousan’ Hielan’men</p> +<p class = "inset">A-marchin’ to Harlaw.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Gin that be true,’ says James the Rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘We’ll no come meikle speed;</p> +<p>We’ll cry upo’ our merry men,</p> +<p class = "inset">And lichtly mount our steed.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh no, oh no,’ says John the Gryme,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘That thing maun never be;</p> +<p>The gallant Grymes were never bate,</p> +<p class = "inset">We’ll try phat we can dee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +As I cam on, an’ farther on,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ doun an’ by Harlaw,</p> +<p>They fell fu’ close on ilka side;</p> +<p class = "inset">Sic fun ye never saw.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They fell fu’ close on ilka side,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sic fun ye never saw;</p> +<p>For Hielan’ swords gied clash for clash</p> +<p class = "inset">At the battle o’ Harlaw.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The Hielan’men, wi’ their lang swords,</p> +<p class = "inset">They laid on us fu’ sair,</p> +<p>An’ they drave back our merry men</p> +<p class = "inset">Three acres breadth an’ mair.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">197</span> +<a name = "page197" id = "page197"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Brave Forbës to his brither did say,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Noo, brither, dinna ye see?</p> +<p>They beat us back on ilka side,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ we’se be forced to flee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh no, oh no, my brither dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">That thing maun never be;</p> +<p>Tak’ ye your good sword in your hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ come your wa’s wi’ me.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Oh no, oh no, my brither dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">The clans they are ower strang,</p> +<p>An’ they drive back our merry men,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ swords baith sharp an’ lang.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +15.<sup>4</sup> ‘fess,’ fetch.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Brave Forbës drew his men aside,</p> +<p class = "inset">Said ‘Tak’ your rest awhile,</p> +<p>Until I to Drumminnor send,</p> +<p class = "inset">To fess my coat o’ mail.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The servant he did ride,</p> +<p class = "inset">An’ his horse it did na fail,</p> +<p>For in twa hours an’ a quarter</p> +<p class = "inset">He brocht the coat o’ mail.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then back to back the brithers twa</p> +<p class = "inset">Gaed in amo’ the thrang,</p> +<p>An’ they hewed doun the Hielan’men,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wi’ swords baith sharp an’ lang.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">198</span> +<a name = "page198" id = "page198"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Macdonell he was young an’ stout,</p> +<p class = "inset">Had on his coat o’ mail,</p> +<p>An’ he has gane oot throw them a’,</p> +<p class = "inset">To try his han’ himsell.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">19.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +19.<sup>1</sup> ‘ae,’ one.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +The first ae straik that Forbës strack,</p> +<p class = "inset">He garrt Macdonell reel,</p> +<p>An’ the neist ae straik that Forbës strack,</p> +<p class = "inset">The great Macdonell fell.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">20.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +20.<sup>1</sup> ‘lierachie,’ confusion, hubbub.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +An’ siccan a lierachie</p> +<p class = "inset">I’m sure ye never saw</p> +<p>As wis amo’ the Hielan’men,</p> +<p class = "inset">When they saw Macdonell fa’.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">21.</p> +<p class = "first"> +An’ whan they saw that he was deid,</p> +<p class = "inset">They turn’d an’ ran awa,</p> +<p>An’ they buried him in Leggett’s Den,</p> +<p class = "inset">A large mile frae Harlaw.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">22.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They rade, they ran, an’ some did gang,</p> +<p class = "inset">They were o’ sma’ record;</p> +<p>But Forbës an’ his merry men,</p> +<p class = "inset">They slew them a’ the road.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">23.</p> +<p class = "first"> +On Monanday, at mornin’,</p> +<p class = "inset">The battle it began,</p> +<p>On Saturday, at gloamin’,</p> +<p class = "inset">Ye’d scarce kent wha had wan.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">199</span> +<a name = "page199" id = "page199"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">24.</p> +<p class = "first"> +An’ sic a weary buryin’</p> +<p class = "inset">I’m sure ye never saw</p> +<p>As wis the Sunday after that,</p> +<p class = "inset">On the muirs aneath Harlaw.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">25.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +25.<sup>1</sup> ‘speer at,’ ask of.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Gin ony body speer at you</p> +<p class = "inset">For them ye took awa’,</p> +<p>Ye may tell their wives and bairnies</p> +<p class = "inset">They’re sleepin’ at Harlaw.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">200</span> +<a name = "page200" id = "page200"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE LAIRD OF KNOTTINGTON</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> was sent to Percy in 1768 +by R. Lambe of Norham. The ballad is widely known in Scotland under +several titles, but the most usual is <i>The Broom of Cowdenknows</i>, +which was the title used by Scott in the <i>Minstrelsy</i>.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> is not consistently told +in this version, as in 11.<sup>3,4</sup> the daughter gives away her +secret to her father in an absurd fashion.</p> + +<p>An English song, printed as a broadside about 1640, <i>The Lovely +Northerne Lasse</i>, is directed to be sung ‘to a pleasant Scotch tune, +called The broom of Cowden Knowes.’ It is a poor variant of our ballad, +in the usual broadside style, and cannot have been written by any one +fully acquainted with the Scottish ballad. It is in the Roxburghe, +Douce, and other collections.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE LAIRD OF KNOTTINGTON</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2</sup> ‘knows,’ knolls.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>4</sup> ‘bught,’ sheep-pen.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">There</span> was a troop of merry +gentlemen</p> +<p class = "inset">Was riding atween twa knows,</p> +<p>And they heard the voice of a bonny lass,</p> +<p class = "inset">In a bught milking her ews.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">201</span> +<a name = "page201" id = "page201"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +There’s ane o’ them lighted frae off his steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And has ty’d him to a tree,</p> +<p>And he’s gane away to yon ew-bught,</p> +<p class = "inset">To hear what it might be.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O pity me, fair maid,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Take pity upon me;</p> +<p>O pity me, and my milk-white steed</p> +<p class = "inset">That’s trembling at yon tree.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘As for your steed, he shall not want</p> +<p class = "inset">The best of corn and hay;</p> +<p>But as to you yoursel’, kind sir,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ve naething for to say.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He’s taen her by the milk-white hand,</p> +<p class = "inset">And by the green gown-sleeve,</p> +<p>And he has led her into the ew-bught,</p> +<p class = "inset">Of her friends he speer’d nae leave.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He has put his hand in his pocket,</p> +<p class = "inset">And given her guineas three;</p> +<p>‘If I dinna come back in half a year,</p> +<p class = "inset">Then luke nae mair for me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Now show to me the king’s hie street,</p> +<p class = "inset">Now show to me the way;</p> +<p>Now show to me the king’s hie street,</p> +<p class = "inset">And the fair water of Tay.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "first"> +She show’d to him the king’s hie street,</p> +<p class = "inset">She show’d to him the way;</p> +<p>She show’d him the way that he was to go,</p> +<p class = "inset">By the fair water of Tay.</p> +<span class = "pagenum">202</span> +<a name = "page202" id = "page202"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +9.<sup>4</sup> ‘your lain,’ by yourself.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +When she came hame, her father said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Come, tell to me right plain;</p> +<p>I doubt you’ve met some in the way,</p> +<p class = "inset">You have not been your lain.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘The night it is baith mist and mirk,</p> +<p class = "inset">You may gan out and see;</p> +<p>The night is mirk and misty too,</p> +<p class = "inset">There’s nae body been wi’ me.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +11.<sup>1</sup> ‘tod,’ fox.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘There was a tod came to your flock,</p> +<p class = "inset">The like I ne’er did see;</p> +<p>When he spake, he lifted his hat,</p> +<p class = "inset">He had a bonny twinkling ee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +When fifteen weeks were past and gane,</p> +<p class = "inset">Full fifteen weeks and three,</p> +<p>Then she began to think it lang</p> +<p class = "inset">For the man wi’ the twinkling ee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +It fell out on a certain day,</p> +<p class = "inset">When she cawd out her father’s ky,</p> +<p>There was a troop of gentlemen</p> +<p class = "inset">Came merrily riding by.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Weel may ye sigh and sob,’ says ane,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘Weel may you sigh and see;</p> +<p>Weel may you sigh and say, fair maid,</p> +<p class = "inset">Wha’s gotten this bairn wi’ thee?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +She turned hersel’ then quickly about,</p> +<p class = "inset">And thinking meikle shame;</p> +<p>‘O no, kind sir, it is na sae,</p> +<p class = "inset">For it has a dad at hame.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">203</span> +<a name = "page203" id = "page203"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘O hawd your tongue, my bonny lass,</p> +<p class = "inset">Sae loud as I hear you lee!</p> +<p>For dinna you mind that summer night</p> +<p class = "inset">I was in the bught wi’ thee?’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">17.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He lighted off his milk-white steed,</p> +<p class = "inset">And set this fair maid on;</p> +<p>‘Now caw out your ky, good father,’ he said,</p> +<p class = "inset">‘She’ll ne’er caw them out again.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">18.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +18.<sup>2</sup> ‘plows’: as much land as a plough will till in a +year.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘I am the laird of Knottington,</p> +<p class = "inset">I’ve fifty plows and three;</p> +<p>I’ve gotten now the bonniest lass</p> +<p class = "inset">That is in the hale country.’</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">204</span> +<a name = "page204" id = "page204"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +THE WHUMMIL BORE</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from Motherwell’s <span +class = "smallroman">MS.</span> He included it in the Appendix to his +<i>Minstrelsy</i>. No other collector or editor notices the +ballad—‘if it ever were one,’ as Child remarks.</p> + +<p>The only point to be noted is that the second stanza has crept into +two versions of <i>Hind Horn</i>, apparently because of the resemblance +of the previous stanzas, which present a mere ballad-commonplace.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE WHUMMIL BORE</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +1.<sup>2,4,5</sup> The burden is of course repeated in each stanza.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Seven</span> lang years I hae served the +king,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>Fa fa fa fa lilly</i></p> +<p>And I never got a sight of his daughter but ane.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>With my glimpy, glimpy, glimpy eedle,</i></p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>Lillum too tee a ta too a tee a ta a +tally</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>1</sup> ‘whummil bore,’ a hole bored with a whimble or +gimlet.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +I saw her thro’ a whummil bore,</p> +<p>And I ne’er got a sight of her no more.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Twa was putting on her gown,</p> +<p>And ten was putting pins therein.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Twa was putting on her shoon,</p> +<p>And twa was buckling them again.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">205</span> +<a name = "page205" id = "page205"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Five was combing down her hair,</p> +<p>And I never got a sight of her nae mair.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Her neck and breast was like the snow,</p> +<p>Then from the bore I was forced to go.</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">206</span> +<a name = "page206" id = "page206"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +LORD MAXWELL’S LAST GOODNIGHT</h4> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from the Glenriddell +<span class = "smallroman">MSS.</span>, and is the one on which Sir +Walter Scott based the version given in the <i>Border Minstrelsy</i>. +Byron notes in the preface to <i>Childe Harold</i> that ‘the good-night +in the beginning of the first canto was suggested by Lord Maxwell’s +Goodnight in the Border Minstrelsy.’</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story.</span>—John, ninth Lord +Maxwell, killed Sir James Johnstone in 1608; the feud between the +families was of long standing (see 3.<sup>4</sup>), beginning in 1585. +Lord Maxwell fled the country, and was sentenced to death in his +absence. On his return in 1612 he was betrayed by a kinsman, and +beheaded at Edinburgh on May 21, 1613. This was the end of the feud, +which contained cases of treachery and perfidy on both sides.</p> + +<p>‘Robert of Oarchyardtoun’ was Sir Robert Maxwell of Orchardton, Lord +Maxwell’s cousin.</p> + +<p>‘Drumlanrig,’ ‘Cloesburn,’ and ‘the laird of Lagg’ were respectively +named Douglas, Kirkpatrick, and Grierson.</p> + +<p>The Maxwells had houses, or custody of houses at Dumfries, Lochmaben, +Langholm, and Thrieve; and Carlaverock Castle is still theirs.</p> + +<p>As for Lord Maxwell’s ‘lady and only joy<ins class = "correction" +title = "close quote missing or invisible">,’</ins> the ballad neglects +the fact that he instituted a process of divorce against her, and that +she died, while it was pending, in 1608, five years before the date of +the ‘Goodnight.’</p> + + +<span class = "pagenum">207</span> +<a name = "page207" id = "page207"> </a> + +<h5 class = "section"> +LORD MAXWELL’S LAST GOODNIGHT</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">‘Adiew</span>, madam my mother dear,</p> +<p class = "inset">But and my sisters two!</p> +<p>Adiew, fair Robert of Oarchyardtoun</p> +<p class = "inset">For thee my heart is woe.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Adiew, the lilly and the rose,</p> +<p class = "inset">The primrose, sweet to see!</p> +<p>Adiew, my lady and only joy!</p> +<p class = "inset">For I manna stay with thee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>2</sup> ‘feed,’ feud.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> ‘dead,’ death.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Tho’ I have killed the laird Johnston,</p> +<p class = "inset">What care I for his feed?</p> +<p>My noble mind dis still incline;</p> +<p class = "inset">He was my father’s dead.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Both night and day I laboured oft</p> +<p class = "inset">Of him revenged to be,</p> +<p>And now I’ve got what I long sought;</p> +<p class = "inset">But I manna stay with thee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Adiew, Drumlanrig! false was ay,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Cloesburn! in a band,</p> +<p>Where the laird of Lagg fra my father fled</p> +<p class = "inset">When the Johnston struck off his hand.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘They were three brethren in a band;</p> +<p class = "inset">Joy may they never see!</p> +<p>But now I’ve got what I long sought,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I maunna stay with thee.</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">208</span> +<a name = "page208" id = "page208"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Adiew, Dumfries, my proper place,</p> +<p class = "inset">But and Carlaverock fair!</p> +<p>Adiew, the castle of the Thrieve,</p> +<p class = "inset">And all my buildings there!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>2</sup> ‘shank,’ point of a hill.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Adiew, Lochmaben’s gates so fair,</p> +<p class = "inset">The Langholm shank, where birks they be!</p> +<p>Adiew, my lady and only joy!</p> +<p class = "inset">And, trust me, I maunna stay with thee.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +9.<sup>3</sup> ‘bangisters,’ roisterers, freebooters.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘Adiew, fair Eskdale, up and down,</p> +<p class = "inset">Where my poor friends do dwell!</p> +<p>The bangisters will ding them down,</p> +<p class = "inset">And will them sore compel.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘But I’ll revenge that feed mysell</p> +<p class = "inset">When I come ou’r the sea;</p> +<p>Adiew, my lady and only joy!</p> +<p class = "inset">For I maunna stay with thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Lord of the land, will you go then</p> +<p class = "inset">Unto my father’s place,</p> +<p>And walk into their gardens green,</p> +<p class = "inset">And I will you embrace.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Ten thousand times I’ll kiss your face,</p> +<p class = "inset">And sport, and make you merry.’</p> +<p>‘I thank thee, my lady, for thy kindness,</p> +<p class = "inset">But, trust me, I maunna stay with thee.’</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">209</span> +<a name = "page209" id = "page209"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Then he took off a great gold ring,</p> +<p class = "inset">Whereat hang signets three;</p> +<p>‘Hae, take thee that, my ain dear thing,</p> +<p class = "inset">And still hae mind of me;</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>1</sup> ‘But if,’ unless.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +‘But if thow marry another lord</p> +<p class = "inset">Ere I come ou’r the sea;</p> +<p>Adiew, my lady and only joy!</p> +<p class = "inset">For I maunna stay with thee.’</p> + +<p class = "stanza">15.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The wind was fair, the ship was close,</p> +<p class = "inset">That good lord went away,</p> +<p>And most part of his friends were there,</p> +<p class = "inset">To give him a fair convay.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">16.</p> +<p class = "first"> +They drank thair wine, they did not spare,</p> +<p class = "inset">Even in the good lord’s sight;</p> +<p>Now he is o’er the floods so gray,</p> +<p class = "inset">And Lord Maxwell has ta’en his goodnight.</p> + +</div> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +END OF THE THIRD SERIES</h5> + + +<span class = "pagenum">210</span> +<a name = "page210" id = "page210"> </a> + +<span class = "pagenum">211</span> +<a name = "page211" id = "page211"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"> +APPENDIX</h4> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE JOLLY JUGGLER</h5> + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Text</span> is from a manuscript at +Balliol College, Oxford, No. 354, already referred to in the First +Series (p. 80) as supplying a text of <i>The Nut-brown Maid</i>. +The manuscript, which is of the early part of the sixteenth century, has +been edited by Ewald Flügel in <i>Anglia</i>, vol. xxvi., where the +present ballad appears on pp. 278-9. I have only modernised the +spelling, and broken up the lines, as the ballad is written in two long +lines and a short one to each stanza.</p> + +<p>No other text is known to me. The volume of <i>Anglia</i> containing +the ballad was not published till 1903, some five years after Professor +Child’s death; and I believe he would have included it in his collection +had he known of it.</p> + + +<p><span class = "smallcaps">The Story</span> narrates the subjugation +of a proud lady who scorns all her wooers, by a juggler who assumes the +guise of a knight. On the morrow the lady discovers her paramour to be a +churl, and he is led away to execution, but escapes by +<span class = "pagenum">212</span> +<a name = "page212" id = "page212"> </a> +juggling himself into a meal-bag: the dust falls in the lady’s eye.</p> + +<p>It would doubtless require a skilled folk-lorist to supply full +critical notes and parallels; but I subjoin such details as I have been +able to collect.</p> + +<p>In <i>The Beggar Laddie</i> (Child, No. 280, v. 116) a pretended +beggar or shepherd-boy induces a lassie to follow him, ‘because he was a +bonny laddie.’ They come to his father’s (or brother’s) hall; he +knocks, four-and-twenty gentlemen welcome him in, and as many gay ladies +attend the lassie, who is thenceforward a knight’s or squire’s lady.</p> + +<p>In <i>The Jolly Beggar</i> (Child, No. 279, v. 109), which, with +the similar Scottish poem <i>The Gaberlunzie Man</i>, is attributed +without authority to James <span class = "smallroman">V.</span> of +Scotland, a beggar takes up his quarters in a house, and will only +lie behind the hall-door, or by the fire. The lassie rises to bar the +door, and is seized by the beggar. He asks if there are dogs in the +town, as they would steal all his ‘meal-pocks.’ She throws the +meal-pocks over the wall, saying, ‘The deil go with your meal-pocks, my +maidenhead, and a’.’ The beggar reveals himself as a braw +gentleman.</p> + +<p>A converse story is afforded by the first part of the Norse tale +translated by Dasent in <i>Popular Tales from the Norse</i>, 1888, +p. 39, under the title of <i>Hacon Grizzlebeard</i>. +A princess refuses all suitors, and mocks them publicly. Hacon +Grizzlebeard, a prince, comes to woo her. She +<span class = "pagenum">213</span> +<a name = "page213" id = "page213"> </a> +makes the king’s fool mutilate the prince’s horses, and then makes game +of his appearance as he drives out the next day. Resolved to take his +revenge, Hacon disguises himself as a beggar, attracts the princess’s +notice by means of a golden spinning-wheel, its stand, and a golden +wool-winder, and sells them to her for the privilege of sleeping firstly +outside her door, secondly beside her bed, and finally in it. The rest +of the tale narrates Hacon’s method of breaking down the princess’s +pride.</p> + +<p>Other parallels of incident and phraseology may be noted:—</p> + +<p>4.<sup>1</sup> ‘well good steed’; ‘well good,’ a commonplace = very +good; for ‘well good steed,’ cf. <i>John o’ the Side</i>, +34.<sup>3</sup> (<a href = "#page162">p. 162</a> of this +volume).</p> + +<p>7.<sup>1</sup> ‘Four-and-twenty knights.’ The number is a commonplace +in ballads; especially cf. <i>The Beggar Laddie</i> (as above), Child’s +text A, st. 13:</p> + +<div class = "poem intro"> +<p>‘Four an’ tuenty gentelmen</p> +<p>They conved the beager ben,</p> +<p>An’ as mony gay ladës</p> +<p class = "inset">Conved the beager’s lassie.’</p> +</div> + +<p>12.<sup>4</sup> For the proper mediæval horror of ‘churl’s blood,’ +see <i>Glasgerion</i>, stt. 12, 19 (First Series, pp. 4, 5).</p> + +<p>13.<sup>3</sup> ‘meal-pock.’ The meal-bag was part of the +professional beggar’s outfit; see <i>Will Stewart and John</i>, +78.<sup>3</sup> (Child, No. 107, ii. 437). For blinding with +meal-dust, see <i>Robin Hood and the Beggar</i>, ii. 77, 78 (Child, No. +134, iii. 163). The +<span class = "pagenum">214</span> +<a name = "page214" id = "page214"> </a> +meal-pock also occurs in <i>The Jolly Beggar</i>, as cited above.</p> + + +<h5 class = "section"> +THE JOLLY JUGGLER</h5> + +<div class = "poem"> + +<p class = "inset2 first"> +Draw me near, draw me near,</p> +<p class = "inset2"> +Draw me near, ye jolly jugglere!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">1.</p> +<p class = "first"> +<span class = "firstword">Here</span> beside dwelleth</p> +<p class = "inset">A rich baron’s daughter;</p> +<p>She would have no man</p> +<p class = "inset">That for her love had sought her.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>So nice she was!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">2.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +2.<sup>3</sup> ‘But if,’ unless.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She would have no man</p> +<p class = "inset">That was made of mould,</p> +<p>But if he had a mouth of gold</p> +<p class = "inset">To kiss her when she would.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>So dangerous she was!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">3.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +3.<sup>4</sup> ‘teen,’ wrath.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +Thereof heard a jolly juggler</p> +<p class = "inset">That laid was on the green;</p> +<p>And at this lady’s words</p> +<p class = "inset">I wis he had great teen.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>An-ang’red he was!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">4.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He juggled to him a well good steed</p> +<p class = "inset">Of an old horse-bone,</p> +<p>A saddle and a bridle both,</p> +<p class = "inset">And set himself thereon.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>A juggler he was!</i></p> + +<span class = "pagenum">215</span> +<a name = "page215" id = "page215"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">5.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>3</sup>, 6.<sup>3</sup> ‘wend,’ thought.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +5.<sup>3</sup> ‘had’ omitted in the manuscript.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +He pricked and pranced both</p> +<p class = "inset">Before that lady’s gate;</p> +<p>She wend he [had] been an angel</p> +<p class = "inset">Was come for her sake.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>A pricker he was!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">6.</p> +<p class = "first"> +He pricked and pranced</p> +<p class = "inset">Before that lady’s bower;</p> +<p>She wend he had been an angel</p> +<p class = "inset">Come from heaven tower.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>A prancer he was!</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">7.</p> +<p class = "first"> +Four-and-twenty knights</p> +<p class = "inset">Led him into the hall,</p> +<p>And as many squires</p> +<p class = "inset">His horse to the stall,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>And gave him meat</i>.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">8.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +8.<sup>3</sup> ‘He’: the manuscript reads ‘&.’</p> + +<p class = "first"> +They gave him oats</p> +<p class = "inset">And also hay;</p> +<p>He was an old shrew</p> +<p class = "inset">And held his head away.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>He would not eat.</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">9.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The day began to pass,</p> +<p class = "inset">The night began to come,</p> +<p>To bed was brought</p> +<p class = "inset">The fair gentlewoman,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>And the juggler also</i>.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">10.</p> +<p class = "first"> +The night began to pass,</p> +<p class = "inset">The day began to spring;</p> +<p>All the birds of her bower,</p> +<p class = "inset">They began to sing,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>And the cuckoo also</i>!</p> + +<span class = "pagenum">216</span> +<a name = "page216" id = "page216"> </a> + +<p class = "stanza">11.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘Where be ye, my merry maidens,</p> +<p class = "inset">That ye come not me to?</p> +<p>The jolly windows of my bower</p> +<p class = "inset">Look that you undo,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>That I may see</i>!</p> + +<p class = "stanza">12.</p> +<p class = "first"> +‘For I have in mine arms</p> +<p class = "inset">A duke or else an earl.’</p> +<p>But when she looked him upon,</p> +<p class = "inset">He was a blear-eyed churl.</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>‘Alas!’ she said.</i></p> + +<p class = "stanza">13.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +13.<sup>3</sup> ‘meal-pock,’ meal-bag.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +She led him to an hill,</p> +<p class = "inset">And hanged should he be.</p> +<p>He juggled himself to a meal-pock;</p> +<p class = "inset">The dust fell in her eye;</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>Beguiled she was</i>.</p> + +<p class = "stanza">14.</p> +<p class = "notes"> +14.<sup>3</sup> ‘giglot,’ wench.</p> + +<p class = "first"> +God and our Lady</p> +<p class = "inset">And sweet Saint Joham</p> +<p>Send every giglot of this town</p> +<p class = "inset">Such another leman,</p> +<p class = "inset2"><i>Even as he was</i>!</p> + +</div> + + +<span class = "pagenum">217</span> +<a name = "page217" id = "page217"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"><a name = "titles" id = "titles"> +INDEX OF TITLES</a></h4> + +<table class = "index" summary = "index of ballad titles"> +<tr> +<td></td> +<td class = "number smallroman">PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Baron of Brackley, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page122">122</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Battle of Harlaw, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page194">194</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Battle of Otterburn, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page16">16</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Bessy Bell and Mary Gray,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page133">133</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Bewick and Grahame,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page101">101</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Braes of Yarrow, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page34">34</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Captain Car,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page62">62</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Clyde’s Water,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page140">140</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Death of Parcy Reed, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page93">93</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Dick o’ the Cow,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page75">75</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Durham Field,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page181">181</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Earl Bothwell,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page177">177</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Fire of Frendraught, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page112">112</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Flodden Field,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page71">71</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Gardener, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page153">153</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Geordie,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page118">118</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Gipsy Laddie, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page129">129</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Heir of Linne, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page170">170</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Hunting of the Cheviot, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page1">1</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Jamie Douglas,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page164">164</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>John o’ the Side,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page156">156</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Johnie Armstrong,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page30">30</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Jolly Juggler, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page211">211</a></td> +</tr> + +<tr class = "gap"> +<td> +<span class = "pagenum">218</span> +<a name = "page218" id = "page218"> </a> +<p>Katharine Jaffray,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page145">145</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Kinmont Willie,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page49">49</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Laird of Knottington, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page200">200</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Laird o’ Logie, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page58">58</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Lizie Lindsay,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page148">148</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Lord Maxwell’s Last Goodnight,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page206">206</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Mary Hamilton,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page44">44</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Outlyer Bold, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page40">40</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Sir Hugh in the Grime’s Downfall,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page89">89</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Sir James the Rose,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page135">135</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Sir Patrick Spence,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page68">68</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Twa Brothers, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page37">37</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Waly, waly, gin love be bonny,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page168">168</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Whummil Bore, The,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page204">204</a></td> +</tr> +</table> + + +<span class = "pagenum">219</span> +<a name = "page219" id = "page219"> </a> + +<h4 class = "chapter"><a name = "firstlines" id = "firstlines"> +INDEX OF FIRST LINES</a></h4> + +<table class = "index" summary = "index of ballad first lines"> +<tr> +<td></td> +<td class = "number smallroman">PAGE</td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Adiew, madam my mother dear,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page207">207</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>As I cam in by Dunidier,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page195">195</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>God send the land deliverance,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page94">94</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Good Lord John is a hunting gone,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page89">89</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Here beside dwelleth,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page214">214</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>I dreamed a dreary dream this night,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page34">34</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Inverey cam doun Deeside, whistlin’ and playin’,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page123">123</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>It befell at Martynmas,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page63">63</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>It’s of a young lord o’ the Hielands,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page148">148</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>I will sing, if ye will hearken,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page59">59</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>King Jamie hath made a vow,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page72">72</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Lordings, listen and hold you still,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page182">182</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Now Liddisdale has long lain in,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page76">76</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>O Bessie Bell and Mary Gray,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page134">134</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Of all the lords in fair Scotland,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page171">171</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>O have ye na heard o’ the fause Sakelde,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page50">50</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>O heard ye of Sir James the Rose,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page135">135</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Old Grahame he is to Carlisle gone,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page101">101</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>O waly, waly up the bank,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page168">168</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Peter o’ Whifield he hath slain,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page157">157</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Seven lang years I hae served the king,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page204">204</a></td> +</tr> + +<tr class = "gap"> +<td> +<span class = "pagenum">220</span> +<a name = "page220" id = "page220"> </a> +<p>The eighteenth of October,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page113">113</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>The gardener stands in his bower-door,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page153">153</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>The king sits in Dumferling toune,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page69">69</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>The Persë owt off Northombarlonde,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page3">3</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There cam singers to Earl Cassillis’ gates,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page130">130</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There dwelt a man in faire Westmerland,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page30">30</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There liv’d a lass in yonder dale,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page145">145</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There was a battle in the north,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page118">118</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There was a troop of merry gentlemen,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page200">200</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There were three sisters, they lived in a bower,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page40">40</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>There were twa brethren in the north,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page37">37</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Waly, waly up the bank,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page165">165</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Woe worth thee, woe worth thee, false Scotland,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page177">177</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Word’s gane to the kitchen,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page46">46</a></td> +</tr> +<tr class = "gap"> +<td><p>Ye gie corn unto my horse,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page141">141</a></td> +</tr> +<tr> +<td><p>Yt fell abowght the Lamasse tyde,</p></td> +<td class = "number"><a href = "#page18">18</a></td> +</tr> +</table> + +<p> <br> </p> + +<hr> + +<h6>Printed by T. and A. <span class = "smallcaps">Constable</span>, +Printers to His Majesty at the Edinburgh University Press</h6> + + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Ballads of Scottish Tradition and +Romance, by Various + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK SCOTTISH BALLADS *** + +***** This file should be named 20624-h.htm or 20624-h.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/0/6/2/20624/ + +Produced by Louise Hope, Paul Murray and the Online +Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from 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