Motherwell's Manuscript, p. 647. From the recitation of Mrs. Storie.
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There was a knicht riding frae the east,
Sing the Cather banks, the bonnie brume
Wha had been wooing at monie a place.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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He came unto a widow's door,
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And speird whare her three dochters were.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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The auldest ane's to a washing gane,
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The second's to a baking gane.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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The youngest ane's to a wedding gane,
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And it will be nicht or she be hame.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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He sat him doun upon a stane,
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Till thir three lasses came tripping hame.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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The auldest ane's to the bed making,
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And the second ane's to the sheet spreading.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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The youngest ane was bauld and bricht,
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And she was to lye with this unco knicht.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'Gin ye will answer me questions ten,
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The morn ye sall be made my ain.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'O what is heigher nor the tree?
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And what is deeper nor the sea?
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'Or what is heavier nor the lead?
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And what is better nor the breid?
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'O what is whiter nor the milk?
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Or what is safter nor the silk?
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'Or what is sharper nor a thorn?
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Or what is louder nor a horn?
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'Or what is greener nor the grass?
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Or what is waur nor a woman was?'
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'O heaven is higher nor the tree,
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And hell is deeper nor the sea.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'O sin is heavier nor the lead,
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The blessing's better nor the bread.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'The snaw is whiter nor the milk,
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And the down is safter nor the silk.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'Hunger is sharper nor a thorn,
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And shame is louder nor a horn.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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'The pies are greener nor the grass,
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And Clootie's waur nor a woman was.'
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |
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As sune as she the fiend did name,
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He flew awa in a blazing flame.
And ye may beguile a young thing sune |