He was a braw gallant, And he rid at the ring; And the bonny Earl of Murray, He was a braw gallant, And he play'd at the ba"; And the bonny Earl of Murray He was a braw gallant, And he play'd at the glove; Oh lang will his Lady Look o'er the Castle Down, Child, Pop. Bal., No. 181A. 10 15 20 THE BAILIFF'S DAUGHTER OF ISLINGTON THERE was a youth, and a well-beloved youth, And he was a squire's son: He loved the bailiff's daughter dear, That lived in Islington. The Bailift's Daughter of › Islington: ! Yet she was coy and would not believe (5 That he did love her so, No, nor at any time would she Any countenance to him show, bd · But when his friends did understand An apprentice for to bind; ›› - 50lh 10 12* And when he had been seven long' years, } And never his love could see: "Many a tear have I shed for her sake, When she little thought of me.” gozi; olbrid bre sibba Then all the maids of Islington Irod 15 She secretly stole away,' () "20 50 nh ¿d fubra 42 She pulled off her gown of green,izi 12 And to fair London she would go Her true love to enquirè,ng limoni (" And as she went along the high road, 10 25 She started up, with a color so red, 30 One penny, one penny, kind sir," she said, "Will ease me of much pain." "Before I give you one penny, sweetheart, Pray tell me where you were born." "At Islington, kind sir," said she, 66 "Where I have had many a scorn." "I prithee, sweetheart, then tell to me, "If she be dead, then take my horse, 35 40 "O stay, O stay, thou goodly youth, She standeth by thy side; 45 She is here alive, she is not dead, "O farewell grief, and welcome joy, Ten thousand times therefore; For now I have found mine own true love, Whom I thought I should never see more." Percy, Reliques. HIND HORN "HIND HORN fair, and Hind Horn free, "In gude green-wood, there I was born, And all my forebears me beforn. "O seven years I served the king, "But ae sight o' his ae daughter, And that was thro' an auger-bore. "My love ga'e me a siller wand, 'T was to rule over a' Scotland. "And she ga'e me a gay gowd ring, The virtue o' 't was above a' thing. "As lang 's this ring it keeps the hue, Ye 'll know I am a lover true: "But when the ring turns pale and wan, Ye 'll know I love another man.'" He hoist up sails, and awa' sail'd he, 10 15 And when he look'd upon his ring, He hoist up sails and home came he, The first he met on his own land, 'It chanc'd to be a beggar man. וי 20 "What news, what news, my gude auld1man? 25 What news, what news ha'e ye to me?" "Nae news, nae news," said the auld man, ⠀ "Will ye lend me your begging weed? And I'll lend you my riding steed." "My begging weed will ill suit thee, And your riding steed will ill suit me." But part be right, and part be wrang, g 30 "Auld man, come tell to me your leed; i What news ye gi'e when ye beg your bread." 35 As ye walk up unto the hill, it mit nokar jull "But whan ye come near by the yett, 1 Straight to them ye will upstep. 54. 40 |