Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 4 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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100                   THE EANTIN' LADDIE.
" 0 pardon, my lord, if I've done wrong;
Forgive a simple caddie ; 0 pardon, pardon, Earl o' Aboyne,
I said but what she bade me."
" Ye've done no wrong, my bonny boy, Ye've done no wrong, my caddie;"
Wi' hat in hand he bowed low,
Gave the letter to the rantin' laddie.
When young Aboyne looked the letter on,
0 but he blinkit bonny; But ere he read four lines on end,
The tears came trickling mony.
" My father will no pity shew, My mother still does slight me,
And a' my friends have turned from me, And servants disrespect me."
" Who are they dare be so bold
To cruelly use my lassie ? But I'll take her to bonny Aboyne,
Where oft she did caress me.
" Go raise to me five hundred men, Be quick and make them ready ;
Each on a steed, to haste their speed, To carry home my lady."