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YOUNG BEARWELL. |
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Says,—" Wae 's me for you, young Bearwell,
Such tales of you are tauld; They '11 cause you sail the salt sea so far
As beyond Yorkisfauld."
" O shall I bide in good green wood,
Or stay iu bower with thee ? " ******
******* " The leaves are thick in good green wood,
Would hold you from the rain; And if you stay in bower with me,
You will be taken and slain.
" But I caused build a ship for you,
Upon Saint Innocent's day; I '11 bid Saint Innocent be your guide,
And Our Lady, that meikle may. You are a lady's first true love ;
God carry you weel away !"
Then he sailed east and he sailed west,
By many a comely strand ; At length a puff of northern wind
Did blow him to the land.
When he did see the king and court,
Were playing at the ba'; Gave him a harp into his hand,
Says,—" Stay, Bearwell, and play."
He had not been in the king's court
A twelvemonth and a day, Till there came lairds and lords enew,
To court that lady gay. |
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