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THE LAMENT OF THE BORDER WIDOW
He slew my knight, to me sae dear ; He slew my knight, and poin'd his gear ; My servants all for life did flee, And left me in extremitie.
I sew'd his sheet, making my mane; I watch'd the corpse, myself alane ; I watch'd his body, night and day; No living creature came that way.
v I took his body on my back, And whiles I gaed, and whiles I sat; I digg'd a grave, and laid him in, And happ'd him with the sod sae green.
But think na ye my heart was sair, When I laid the moul' on his yellow hair ; O think na ye my heart was wae, When I turn'd about, away to gae ?
Nae living man I'll love again, Since that my lovely knight is slain ; Wi' ae lock of his yellow hair I'll chain my heart for evermair.
poin'd] made forfeit.