1 LORD THOMAS and Fair Annet Sate a' day on a hill; 100 Whau night was cum, and sun was sett, 2 Lord Thomas said a word in jest, 3 'Gif ye wull nevir wed a wife, 4 'O rede, O rede, mither,' he says, O sall I tak the nut-browne bride, 7 The nut-browne bride has oxen, brother, The nut-browne bride has kye; I wad hae ye marrie the nut-browne bride, And cast Fair Annet bye.' 8 'Her oxen may dye i the house, billie, 9 And he has till his sister gane: 'Now, sister, rede ye mee; O sall I marrie the nut-browne bride, 10 'I 'se rede ye tak Fair Annet, Thomas, 11 'No, I will tak my mither's counsel, 12 Up then rose Fair Annet's father, 30 40 60 24 The wind blew loud, the sea grew rough, And dashd the boat on shore; Fair Annie floats on the raging sea, 25 Love Gregor tare his yellow hair, And made a heavy moan; 26 O cherry, cherry was her cheek, 27 And first he 's kissd her cherry cheek, 28 'O wae betide my cruel mother, 101 SWEET WILLIAM'S GHOST 1 WHAN bells war rung, an mass was sung, A wat a' man 2 to bed were gone, Clark Sanders came to Margret's window, With mony a sad sigh and groan. 2 'Are ye sleeping, Margret,' he says, 3 Your faith and trouth ye's never get, 4 'My mouth it is full cold, Margret, II A wat the wilde foule boded day; 30 The salms of Heaven will be sung, And ere now I 'le be misst away.' 9 Up she has tain a bright long wand, And she has straked her trouth thereon; She has given (it) him out at the shotwindow, Wi many a sad sigh and heavy groan. Surely all men. 3 part. 4 A doubtful word. stroked, i.e., transferred it to the wand. fowl. |