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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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LADY MAISRY
IV
An' they ha' follow'd her Lady Maisry
Thro' chamber an' thro' ha'; But a' that they cou'd say to her,
Her answer still was Na.
v
'0 haud your tongues, young men,' she says,
' An' think nae mair o' me ; For I've gi'en my love to an English lord,
An' think nae mair o' me.'
VI
Her father's kitchy-boy heard that,
An ill death may he dee ! An' he is on to her brother,
As fast as gang cou'd he.
VII
' O is my father an' my mother well,
But an' my brothers three ? Gin my sister Lady Maisry be well,
There's naething can ail me.'
VIII
' Your father an' your mother is well,
But an' your brothers three ; Your sister Lady Maisry 's well,
So big wi' bairn gangs she.'
IX
' Gin this be true you tell to me,
My malison light on thee ! But gin it be a lie you tell,
You sal be hangit hie.' 1225                                        M                                        321
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