Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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346                     LOED LIVINGSTON.
Till he met wi' a witch woman, I pray to send her wae.
" This is too gude a day, my lord,                            74
To gang sae far frae town ; This ia too gude a day, my lord,
On field to make you boun'.
" I dream'd a dream concerning thee,
0 read ill dreams to guid!                                     so
Your bower was full 0' milk-white swans, Your bride's bed full o' bluid."
" O bluid is gude," said Livingston,
" To bide it whoso may ; If I be frae yon plain fields,                                       ss
Nane knew the plight I lay."
Then he rade on to plain fields,
As swift's his horse cou'd hie ; And there he met the proud Seaton,
Come boldly ower the lee.                                      so
" Come on to me now, Livingston,
Or then take foot and flee; This is the day that we must try
Who gains the victorie."
Then they fought with sword in hand,                  »s
Till they were bluidy men ; But on the point o' Seaton's sword
Brave Livingston was slain.
His lady lay ower castle wa', Beholding dale and down,                                     100