| 1 |
Ther was a sheperd's daughter
Keeped hogs upon yon hill,
An by came [t]her a gentell knight,
An he wad haa his will. |
| 2 |
Fan his will
Of her he had taiin,
'Kind sir, for your curtisy,
Will ye tell me yer name?' |
| 3 |
'Some they caa me Joke,
An some caa me John,
Bat fan I am in our king's court
Hichkoke is my name.' |
| 4 |
The lady bieng well book-read
She spealled it our agen:
'Hichkoke in Latin
Is Earl Richerd att heam.' |
| 5 |
He patt his liag out-our his stead
An to the gate has gain;
She kilted up her green clathing
An fast folloued she. |
| 6 |
'Turn back, ye carl's dother,
An dinn follou me;
It setts no carl's dothers
King's courts to see.' |
| 7 |
'Perhaps I am a carle's dother,
Perhaps I am nean,
Bat fan ye gat me in free forest
Ye sud haa latten alean.' |
| 8 |
Fan they came to yon wan water
That a' man cas Clide,
He luked our his left shoulder,
Says, Fair maid, will ye ride? |
| 9 |
'I learned it in my mother's bour,
I watt I learned it well,
Fan I came to wan water
To soum as dos the eall. |
| 10 |
'I learned it in my mother's bour,
I wiss I had learned it better,
Fan I came to wan watter
To sume as dos the otter.' |
| 11 |
She touk a golden comb,
Combed out her yallou hear,
. . . . . . .
. . . . . . . |
| 12 |
'Far gatt ye that, ye carl's dother,
I pray ye tell to me;'
'I gatt it fra my mither,' she says,
'To begulle sick sparks as ye.' |
| 13 |
'Gin ye be a carl's gett,
As I trou well ye be,
Far gatt ye a' that fine clothing,
To cloath yer body we?' |
| 14 |
'My mother was an ill woman,
An ill woman was she,
An she gatt a' that fine clathing,
Frae sick chaps as ye.' |
| 15 |
Fan they came to our king's court,
She fell lou doun on her knee:
'Win up, ye fair may,
What may ye want we me?'
'Ther is a knight in your court
This day has robbed me.' |
| 16 |
'Has he robbed you of your goud?
Or of your whit monie?
Or of your meadnhead,
The flour of your body?' |
| 17 |
'He has no robbed me of my goud,
Nor yet of my fiee,
Bat he has robed me of my madinhead,
The flour of my body.' |
| 18 |
'Wad ye keen the knight,
If ye did him see?'
'I wad keen him well by his well-fared face
An the blieth blink of his eay.'
An sighan says the king,
I wiss it bin my brother Richie! |
| 19 |
The king called on his merry men a',
By an, by tua, by three;
Earl Richerd had ay ben the first,
Bat the last man was he. |
| 20 |
By that ye might a well kent
The gulty man was he;
She took him by the hand,
Says, That same is hee. |
| 21 |
Ther was a brand laid doun to her,
A brand batt an a ring,
Three times she minted to the brand,
Bat she took up the ring;
A' that was in the court
'S counted her a wise woman. |
| 22 |
'I will gee ye five hundred pound,
To make yer marrage we,
An ye gie hame, ye carl's dother,
An fash na mare we me.' |
| 23 |
'Ye keep yer five hundred pound,
To make yer marreg we,
For I will ha nathing bat yer sell,
The king he promised me.' |
| 24 |
'I ill gee ye a thousand poun,
To make yer marrage we,
An ye gae hame, ye carl's gett,
An fash na mare we me.' |
| 25 |
'Ye keep yer thousand pound,
To make yer marreg we,
For I ill ha nathing batt yer sell,
The king he promised me.' |
| 26 |
He toke her doun
An clothed her in green;
Fan she cam up,
She was fairer then the quin. |
| 27 |
Fan they gaid to Mary Kirk,
The nettels grue by dike:
'O gin my midder war hear,
Sai clean as she wad them peak!' |
| 28 |
He drue his hat out-our his eayn,
The tear blinded his eay;
She drue back her yallou loaks,
An a light laughter luke she. |
| 29 |
Fan she came by yon mill-toun,
. . . . . .
'O well may the mill goo,
An well matt she be!
For aften ha ye filled my poke
We the whit meall an the gray.' |
| 30 |
'I wiss I had druken the water
Fan I drank the aill,
Or any carl's dother
Suld ha tald me siken a teall.' |
| 31 |
'Perhaps I am a carl's dother,
Perhaps I am nean;
Fan ye gatt me in frie forest,
Ye sud ha latten alean.
* * * * * * |
| 32 |
'Take awa yer silver spons,
Far awa fra me,
An ye gee me t[he] ram-horn [s]pons,
Them I am best used we. |
| 33 |
'Ye take awa yer tabel-cloths,
Far awa fra me,
An ye gee me a mukell dish
I am best used we. |
| 34 |
'For if I had my mukel dish hear,
An sayn an it war fou,
I wad sup till I war sared,
An sayn lay doun my head an slep like ony sou. |
| 35 |
'Ye take away yer hollan shits,
Far awa fra me,
An ye bring me a cannas,
It's the thing I ben eased we.' |
| 36 |
Fan bells wer rung, an mess was sung,
An a' man boun to bed,
Earl Richerd an the carl's dother
In a bed [were laid]. |
| 37 |
'Lay yond, lay yond, ye carl's dother,
Your hot skin . . me;
It setts na carl's dothers
In earls' beds to be.' |
| 38 |
'Perhaps I am a carl's dother,
Perhaps I am nean;
Bat fan ye gat me in free forest
Ye might a latten alean.' |
| 39 |
Up starts the Bellie Blind,
Att ther bed-head:
'I think it is a meatt marrage
Betuen the ane an the eather,
The Earl of Heartfourds ae daughter
An the Quien of England's brother.' |
| 40 |
'If this be the Earl of Heartfourd's ae doughter,
As I trust well it be,
Mony a gued hors have I redden
For the love of the.' |
