Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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800                        YOUNG HUNTING.
" They booted him and spurred him,
As he'd been gaun to ride;                                       wo
A hunting horn tied round his neck,
A sharp sword by his side.
" The deepest pot o' Clyde's water,
There they flang him in, Laid a turf on his breast bane,                                      136
To had young Hunting down."
Now they left aff their day diving,
And they dived on the night; The pot that young Hunting lay in,
The candles were burning bright.                  ,*>
The king he call'd his hewers all,
To hew down wood and thorn, For to put up a strong bale-fire,
These ladies for to burn.
And they ha'e ta'en her, Lady Katharine, i«
And they ha'e pitten her in ; But it wadna light upon her cheek,
Nor wou'd it on her chin, But sang the points o' her yellow hair,
For healing the deadly sin.                             wo
Then they ha'e ta'en her, Lady Maisry,
And they ha'e put her in: First it lighted on her cheek,
And syne upon her chin, And sang the points o' her yellow hair,              im
And she burnt like keckle-pin.