Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 4 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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Never a word could that lassie say,                   as
For never a ane could she blame,
An' never a word could the lassie say, But " I have a gudeman at hame."β€”
" Ye lied, ye lied, my very bonny may,
Sae loud as I hear you lie ;                             so
For dinna ye mind that misty night I was i' the bought wi' thee ?
" I ken you by your middle sae jimp,
An' your merry-twinkling ee, That ye're the bonny lass i' the Cowdenknow,
An' ye may weel seem for to be."β€”             9a
Then he's leapt off his berry-brown steed,
An' he's set that fair may onβ€” " Ca' out your kye, gude father, yoursell,
For she's never ca' them out again.              100
" I am the Laird of the Oakland hills,
I hae thirty plows and three ; An' I hae gotten the bonniest lass
That's in a' the south countrie."