Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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218
BTJRD ELLEN.
For the pain that strikes me through my sides Full soon will gar me fa'."
She lean'd her back against the wa';
Strong travel came her on;                         no
And e'en amang the great horse feet
Burd Ellen brought forth her son.
" Lord Johnis mither intill her bower "Was sitting all alane, When, in the silence o' the nicht,                  in
She heard Burd Ellen's mane.
" "Won up, won up, my son," she says,
" Gae see how a' does fare; For I think I hear a woman's groans,
And a bairnie greetin' sair."                         120
0 hastily he gat him up,
Staid neither for hose nor shoon,
And he's doen him to the stable door "Wi' the clear light o' the moon.
He strack the door hard wi' his foot, 125
Sae has he wi' his knee, And iron locks and iron bars
Into the floor flung he : " Be not afraid, Burd Ellen," he says,
" There's nane come in but me.                 m







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