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GIGHT S LADY.
When she gaed up the tolbooth stair,
The nobles there were many: And ilka ane stood hat on head,
But hat in hand stood Geordie.
She gae a blink out ower them a', es
And three blinks to her Geordie; But when she saw his een fast bound,
A swoon fell in this lady.
" Whom has he robb'd ? What has he stole ?
Or has he killed ony ? ?o
Or what's the crime that he has done,
His foes they are sae mony ? "
" He hasna brunt, he hasna slain,
He hasna robbed ony; But he has done another crime, 75
For which he will pay dearly."
Then out it speaks Lord Montague,
(O wae be to his body!) " The day we hang*d young Charles Hay,
The morn we'll head your Geordie." so
Then out it speaks the king himsell,
Vow, but he spake bonny ! " Come here, young Gight, confess your sins,
Let's hear if they be mony.
" Come here, young Gight, confess your sins, ss
See ye be true and steady; And if your sins they be but sma',
Then ye'se win wi' your lady."