Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 4 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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" My dame, your daughter's fair enough,
And aye the fairer mot she be! But the fairest time that e'er she was,
She'll na compare wi' this ladie.                         iso
" She has a gowd ring on ilka finger, And on her mid-finger she has three;
She has as meikle gowd upon her head, As wad buy an earldom o' land to thee.
" My lord, she begs some o' your bread,               i6i
Bot and a cup o' your best wine, And bids you mind the lady's love
That ance did lowse ye out o' pyne."
Then up and started Lord Beichan,—
I wat he made the table flee,—                            170
" I wad gie a' my yearlie rent 'Twere Susie Pye come owre the sea."
Syne up bespak the bride's mother,— She was never heard to speak sae free,—
" Ye 11 no forsake my ae dochter,                             175
Tho' Susie Pye has eross'd the sea ? "
" Tak hame, tak hame, your dochter, madam,
For she is ne'er the waur 0' me ; She cam to me on horseback riding,
And she sail gang hame in chariot free." 180
He's tane Susie Pye by the milk-white hand,
And led her thro' his halls sae hie: " Ye're now Lord Beichan's lawful wife,
And thrice ye're welcome unto me."