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EARL RICHARD. |
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Obtained from recitation by Motherwell, and printed in his Minstrelsy, p. 218.
Eael Richard is a hunting gone,
As fast as he could ride; His hunting-horn hung about his neck,
And a small sword by his side.
When he came to my lady's gate, a
He tirled at the pin ; And wha was sae ready as the lady hersell
To open and let him in ?
" 0 light, O light, Earl Richard," she says, " 0 light and stay a' night; 10
You shall have cheer wi' charcoal clear, And candles burning bright." |
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