Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 4 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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WALT, WALT, BUT LOVE BE BONNT. 133
quoted by Leyden from a " MS. Cantus of the latter part of the 17th century:"
Hey troly loly, love is joly,
A whyle whill it is new; When it is old, it grows full cold,
Woe worth the love untrue!
Complaynt of Scotland, i. 278.
walt, waly up the bank, And waly, waly down the brae,
And waly, waly yon burn side, Where I and my love wont to gae.
1 lean'd my back unto an aik,                         5 I thought it was a trusty tree;
But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, Sae my true love did lightly me !
O waly, waly, but love be bonny,
A little time while it is new;                     10
But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld, And fades away like the morning dew.
O wherefore should I busk my head ?
Or wherfore should I kame my hair? For my true love has me forsook,                 u
And says he'll never love me mair.
Now Arthur-Seat shall be my bed, The sheets shall ne'er be fyl'd by me: