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a few valuable stanzas. It resembles the Swedish ballad of The Cruel Brother, (Svenska Folk-Visor, iii. 107,) which, however, is much shorter. .The edition of Buchan, (i. 160,) is entirely worthless. A North-Country version of the First Part is given by Kinloch, Ancient Scottish Ballads, 233.
Clerk Saunders and may Margaret, Walked ower yon garden green;
And sad and heavy was the love That fell thir twa between. ■
" A bed, a bed," Clerk Saunders said, 5
" A bed for you and me ! "— " Fye na, fye na," said may Margaret,
" Till anes we married be ;
" For in may come my seven bauld brothers, Wi' torches burning bright; »
They'll say—' We hae but ae sister, And behold she's wi' a knight!'"—
" Then take the sword from my scabbard,
And slowly lift the pin; And you may swear, and safe your aith, is
Ye never let Clerk Saunders in.
" And take a napkin in your hand, And tie up baith your bonny een;