din kirk that ye come till,
You deal gold for my sake,
An' the fourthin kirk that ye come till,
You tarry there till night.'
19.
She is doen her to her bigly bow'r,
As fast as she coud fare,
An' she has tane a sleepy draught,
That she had mix'd wi' care.
20.
She's laid her down upon her bed,
An' soon she's fa'n asleep,
And soon o'er every tender limb
Cauld death began to creep.
21.
Whan night was flown, an' day was come,
Nae ane that did her see
But thought she was as surely dead
As ony lady coud be.
22.
Her father an' her brothers dear
Gard make to her a bier;
The tae half was o' guid red gold,
The tither o' silver clear.
23.
Her mither an' her sisters fair
Gard work for her a sark;
The tae half was o' cambrick fine,
The tither o' needle wark.
24.
The firstin kirk that they came till,
They gard the bells be rung,
An' the nextin kirk that they came till,
They gard the mess be sung.
25.
The thirdin kirk that they came till,
They dealt gold for her sake,
An' the fourthin kirk that they came till,
Lo, there they met her make!
26.
'Lay down, lay down the bigly bier,
Lat me the dead look on';
Wi' cherry cheeks and ruby lips
She lay an' smil'd on him.
27.
'O ae sheave o' your bread, true-love,
An' ae glass o' your wine,
For I hae fasted for your sake
These fully days is nine.
28.
'Gang hame, gang hame, my seven bold brothers,
Gang hame and sound your horn;
An' ye may boast in southin lan's
Your sister's play'd you scorn.'
[Annotations:
2.3: 'couth,' word.--+Jamieson+. The derivation, from Anglo-Saxon
_cwide_, is hard.
7.3: 'she' is the goshawk; called 'he' in 1.2.
8.3: 'shot-window,' here perhaps a bow-window.
9.2: 'streen' = yestreen, last evening.
19.1: 'bigly,' _lit._ habitable; the stock epithet of 'bower.'
25.4: 'make,' mate, lover.
27.1: 'sheave,' slice.]
BROWN ROBIN
+The Text+ is here given from the Jamieson-Brown MS. Versions,
lengthened and therefore less succinct and natural, are given in
Christie's _Traditional Ballad Airs_ (_Love Robbie_) and in Buchan's
_Ballads of the North of Scotland_ (_Brown Robyn and Mally_).
+The Story+ is a genuine bit of romance. The proud porter is apparently
suspicious, believing that the king's daughter would not have made him
drunk for any good pur
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