Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 2 of 8 from 1860 edition

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324                      CLERK SAUNDERS.
" O are ye a man of mean," she says,                 iu
" Seekin ony o' my meat ? Or are you a rank robber,
Come in my bower to break ? "
" O I'm Clerk Saunders, your true love;
Behold, Margaret, and see,                              120
And mind, for a' your meikle pride,
Sae will become of thee."
" Gin ye be Clerk Saunders, my true love,
This meikle marvels me: O wherein is your bonny arms                            125
That wont to embrace me ? "
" By worms the/re eaten, in mools they're rotten,
Behold, Margaret, and see; And mind, for a' your mickle pride,
Sae will become o' thee!"                              uo
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O, bonny, bonny sang the bird,
Sat on the coil o' hay; But dowie, dowie was the maid,
That follow'd the corpse o' clay.
" Is there ony room at your head, Saunders, . ix
Is there ony room at your feet ? Is there ony room at your twa sides,
For a lady to lie and sleep ? "
" There is nae room at my head, Margaret, As little at my feet;