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

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She 's to the window fixt her sheets
And slipped safely down, And Johny catch'd her in his arms,
Ne'er loot her touch the ground.
She 's mounted on her Johny's horse,
Fu' blithely can she say, ' Glenlyon, you hae lost your bride!
She 's aff wi' Johny Hay !'
xxxvi Glenlyon and his brother John
Were birling in the ha', When they heard Johny's bridle ring,
As fast he rade awa'.
' Rise, Jock ! gang out and meet the priest,
I hear his bridle ring ! My Baby now shall be my wife
Before the laverocks sing.'
' O brother, this is not the priest ;
I fear he'll come owre late ; For armed men with shining brands
Stand at the castle-yate.'
' Haste Donald, Duncan, Dugald, Hugh!
Haste, take your sword and spier ! We'll gar these traytors rue the hour
That e'er they ventured here.' 780
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