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

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YOUNG BENJIE
IX
Then saft she smiled, and said to him,
' O what ill hae I done ?' He took her in his armis twa,
And threw her o'er the linn.
x
The stream was Strang, the maid was stout,
And laith laith to be dang ; But, ere she wan the Lowden banks,
Her fair colour was wan.
XI
Then up bespak her eldest brother,
' O see na ye what I see ?' And out then spak her second brother,
' It's our sister Marjorie ! '
XII
Out then spak her eldest brother,
' O how shall we her ken IJ And out then spak her youngest brother,
' There 's a honey mark on her chin.'
XIII
Then they've ta'en up the comely corpse.
And laid it on the grund : ' O wha has killed our ae sister.
And how can he be found ?
XIV
' The night it is her low lykewake,
The morn her burial day, And we maun watch at mirk midnight,
And hear what she will say.'
linn] stream, dang] overcome, lykewake] corpse-watching.
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