P. 324. B, as it stands in "The Old Lady's Collection,"
No 16, 'The Lard of Drum.'
1 |
Ther was a knigh[t],
An a gillan knight was he,
An he's faein in love we his shiperd's daughter,
. . . |
2 |
. . .
He could nether gang nor ride;
He fell so deap in her fancy
Till his nose began to blead. |
3 |
'Bonny may, an bra may,
Canno ye on me rue?
By a' the meads I ever saa,
Ther is nane I lou by you. |
4 |
'Ye'r a shepherd's ae dother,
An I am a barren's son,
An gratt is the pleasur I wad haa
To see you gaa out an in, may.' |
5 |
'I am a shiperd's ae dother,
An ye 'r a barren's son,
An ther is ne pleasur I could ha
To see you gae out nor in. |
6 |
. . .
. . .
For I widne gee the fancey of my bonny love
For ne love nor favour of you, sir.' |
7 |
'Bonny may, an bra may,
Canna ye on me rue?
By a' the maids I ever saa,
Ther is nane I loie but you.' |
8 |
'Lay not your love on me,' she says,
'Lay not your love on me,
For I am our lake to be yer bride,
An you[r] quen I ell never be. |
9 |
'For I will wear nane of your silks,
Nor nean of yer scarlet clase;
For the hue of the eue sail be my goun,
An I will goo as I pleas.' |
10 |
. . .
. . .
Ye'r na our lake to be my bride,
An my quien ye's never be. |
11 |
'Bonney may, an bra may,
Winne ye on me rue?
By a' the may[s] I see,
Ther is nane I loe but you, may.' |
12 |
'If ye ha faen sae deap in my fancy
Ye cane nether gang nor rid,
Ye take me to the middel of the ring,
An bear me guid comp[a]ny.' |
13 |
He has tane her by the milk- whit hand
An led her thro hase an bours:
'Ye'r the jule of my heart,
An a' I have is yours.' |
14 |
He tuke her by the milk-whit hand
An led her out an in:
'Ye'r the jule of my heart,
My d[ea]r, ye 'r welcom in.' |
15 |
Out spak his brother John,
'Brother, ye haa don grate wrong;
Ye ha marred a wife this night
Discredet to all yer kin.' |
16 |
'Hold yer toung, my brother John,
For I hae don ne wrang,
For I ha marred a wife to wine,
An ye ha ane to spend.' |
325. Findlay's Manuscript, p. 13, has five stanzas of the
ballad, from the recitation of a woman in Kincardineshire. The
five stanzas are very nearly the same as D 1, 2, 4, 5,
61,2, with the matter-of-fact conclusion,
63,4,
I have received nearly the same from Mr. Walker of Aberdeen as
sung by John Walker, crofter, Portlethen, 1893.