Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 4 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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At last she spied a little castle,
That stood near by the sea; She spied it far, and drew it near,                             u
To that castle went she.
And when she came to that castle,
She tirled at the pin ; And ready stood a little wee boy
To lat this fair maid in.                                              so
" O who's the owner of this place,
O porter boy, tell me V " " This place belongs unto a queen
O' birth and high degree."
She put her hand in her pocket,                                  £5
And ga'e him shillings three; " O porter bear my message well,
Unto the queen frae me."
The porter's gane before the queen,
Fell low down on his knee ;                                      so
" Win up, win up, my porter boy,
What makes this courtesie ? "
" I ha'e been porter at your yetts,
My dame, these years full three, But see a ladie at your yetts,                                         »
The fairest my eyes did see."
" Cast up my yetts baith wide and braid,
Lat her come in to me; And I'll know by her courtesie,
Lord's daughter if she be."                                        «