Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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124                        MART HAMILTON.
" You must not put on your robes of black, « Nor yet your robes of brown ;
But you must put on your yellow gold stuffs, To shine thro' Edinburgh town."
" I will not put on my robes of black,' Nor yet my robes of brown ;                          so
But I will put on my yellow gold stuffs, To shine thro' Edinburgh town."
As she went up the Parliament Close,
A riding on her horse, There she saw many a burgess' lady              «
Sit greeting at the cross.
" 0 what means a' this greeting ?
I'm sure it's nae for me; For I'm come this day to Edinburgh town,
Weel wedded for to be."                                   oo
When she gade up the Parliament stair, She gied loud lauchters three ;
But ere that she had come down again, She was condemned to die.
" 0 little did my mother think,                      ' as
The day she prinned my gown,
That I was to come sae far frae hame To be hanged in Edinburgh town. -