Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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He says, " My pretty lady,
I pray lend me your hand, And you shall hae drums and trumpets
Always at your command ;                            ai
And fifty men to guard you with,
That well their swords can draw ; Sae we'se baith lie in ae bed,
And ye'se lie neist the wa'."
" Haud awa frae me," she said,                        n
" And pray lat gae my hand ; The supper bell it will be rung,
I can nae langer stand ;' My father he will angry be,
Gin I be miss'd awa;                                        30
Sae I'll nae lie in your bed,
Either at stock or wa'."
Then said the pretty lady,
" I pray tell me your name : " " My name is Captain Wedderburn,               ss
A servant to the king. Tho' thy father and his men were here,
Of them I'd have nae awe ; But tak you to my ain bed,
And lay you neist the wa'."                          *>
He lighted aff his milk-white steed,
And set this lady on, And held her by the milk-white hand,

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