Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 5 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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" 0 haud your tongue, my bonny boy,
For I winna be said nay; But I will gang yon bour within,                       195
Betide me weal or wae."
They have lighted frae their milk-white steids,
And saftlie entered in ; And there they saw her, White Lilly,
Nursing her bonny young son.                       200
" Now, by the mass," the King he said,
" This is a comely sight; I trow, instead of a forester's man,
This is a ladye bright! "
0 out and spake her, Rose the Red,                 205
And fell low on her knee:— " 0 pardon us, my gracious liege,
And our story I'll tell thee.
" Our father is a wealthy lord,
Lives into Barnisdale;                                      210
But we had a wicked step-mother,
That wrought us meikle bale.
" Yet had she twa as fu' fair sons
As e'er the sun did see ; And the tane o' them lo'ed my sister deir, 215
And the tother said he lo'ed me."