Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, II, 102.
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In Edinburgh lived a lady,
Was ca'd Lizie Lindsay by name,
Was courted by mony fine suitors,
And mony rich person of fame:
Tho lords of renown had her courted,
Yet none her favour could gain. |
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Then spake the young laird o Kingcaussie,
And a bonny young boy was he;
'Then let me a year to the city,
I'll come, and that lady wi me.' |
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Then spake the auld laird o Kingcaussie,
A canty auld mannie was he;
'What think ye by our little Donald,
Sae proudly and crously cracks he? |
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'But he's win a year to the city,
If that I be a living man;
And what he can mak o this lady,
We shall lat him do as he can.' |
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He's stript aff his fine costly robes,
And put on the single liverie;
With no equipage nor attendance,
To Edinburgh city went he. |
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Now there was a ball in the city,
A ball o great mirth and great fame;
And fa danced wi Donald that day
But bonny Lizie Lindsay on the green! |
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'Will ye gang to the Hielands, bonny Lizie?
Will ye gang to the Hielands wi me?
Will ye leave the South Country ladies,
And gang to the Hielands wi me?' |
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The lady she turned about,
And answered him courteouslie;
'I'd like to ken faer I am gaun first,
And fa I am gaun to gang wi.' |
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'O Lizie, ae favour I'll ask you,
This favour I pray not deny;
Ye'll tell me your place of abode,
And your nearest o kindred do stay.' |
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'Ye'll call at the Canogate-Port,
At the Canogate-Port call ye;
I'll gie you a bottle o wine,
And I'll bear you my companie.' |
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Syne he called at the Canogate-Port,
At the Canogate-Port calld he;
She gae him a bottle o wine,
And she gae him her companie. |
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'Will ye gang to the Hielands, bonny Lizie?
Will ye gang to the Hielands wi me?
Will ye leave the South Country ladies,
And gang to the Hielands wi me?' |
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Then out spake Lizie's auld mither,
For a very auld lady was she;
'If ye cast ony creed on my dochter,
High hanged I'll cause you to be.' |
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'O keep hame your dochter, auld woman,
And latna her gang wi me;
I can cast nae mair creed on your dochter,
Nae mair than she can on me.' |
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'Now, young man, ae question I'll ask you,
Sin ye mean to honour us sae;
Ye'll tell me how braid your lands lie,
Your name, and faer ye hae to gae.' |
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'My father he is an auld soutter,
My mither she is an auld dey,
And I'm but a puir broken trooper,
My kindred I winna deny. |
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'Yet I'm nae a man o great honour,
Nor am I a man o great fame;
My name it is Donald M'Donald,
I'll tell it, and winna think shame. |
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'Will ye gang to the Hielands, bonny Lizie?
Will ye gang to the Hielands wi me?
Will ye leave the South Country ladies,
And gang to the Hielands wi me?' |
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'O Donald, I'll gie you ten guineas,
If ye woud but stay in my room
Until that I draw your fair picture,
To look on it fan I think lang.' |
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'No, I carena mair for your guineas,
Nae mair than ye care for mine;
But if that ye love my ain person,
Gae wi me, maid, if ye incline.' |
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Then out spake Lizie's bower-woman,
And a bonny young lassie was she;
Tho I was born heir to a crown,
Young Donald, I woud gang him wi. |
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Up raise then the bonny young lady,
And drew till her stockings and sheen,
And packd up her claise in fine bundles,
And awa wi young Donald she's gane. |
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The roads they were rocky and knabby,
The mountains were baith strait and stay;
When Lizie grew wearied wi travel,
For she'd travelld a very lang way. |
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'O turn again, bonny Lizie Lindsay,
O turn again,' said he;
'We're but ae day's journey frae town,
O turn, and I'll turn wi thee.' |
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Out speaks the bonny young lady,
Till the saut tear blinded her ee;
Altho I'd return to the city,
There's nae person woud care for me. |
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When they came near the end o their journey,
To the house o their father's milk-dey,
He said, Stay still there, Lizie Lindsay,
Till I tell my mither o thee. |
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When he came into the shielen,
She hailed him courteouslie;
Said, Ye're welcome hame, Sir Donald,
There's been mony ane calling for thee. |
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'O ca me na mair, Sir Donald,
But Donald M'Donald your son;
We'll carry the joke a bit farther,
There's a bonny young lady to come.' |
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When Lizie came into the shielen,
She lookd as if she'd been a feel;
She sawna a seat to sit down on,
But only some sunks o green feall. |
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'Now make us a supper, dear mither,
The best o your cruds and green whey;
And make us a bed o green rashes,
And covert wi huddins sae grey.' |
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But Lizie being wearied wi travel,
She lay till 'twas up i the day:
'Ye might hae been up an hour seener,
To milk baith the ewes and the kye.' |
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Out then speaks the bonny young lady,
Whan the saut tear drapt frae her eye;
I wish that I had bidden at hame,
I can neither milk ewes nor kye. |
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'I wish that I had bidden at hame,
The Hielands I never had seen,
Altho I love Donald M'Donald,
The laddie wi Blythe blinking een.' |
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'Win up, win up, O bonny Lizie,
And dress in the silks sae gay;
I'll show you the yetts o Kingcaussie,
Whare I've playd me mony a day.' |
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Up raise the bonny young lady,
And drest in thd silks sae fine,
And into young Donald's arms
Awa to Kingcaussie she's gane. |
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Forth came the auld laird o Kingcaussie,
And hailed her courteouslie;
Says, Ye're welcome, bonny Lizie Lindsay,
Ye're welcome hame to me. |
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'Tho lords o renown hae you courted,
Young Donald your favour has won;
Ye'se get a' the lands o Kingcaussie,
And Donald M'Donald, my son.' |
