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16 JOHNIE OF COCKLESMUIK. |
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Then out and spake his auld mother, ss
And fast her tears did fa'— " Ye wad nae be warn'd, my son Johnie,
Frae the hunting to bide awa'.
"Aft hae I brought to Breadislee
The less gear and the mair, 90
But I ne'er brought to Breadislee
What grieved my heart sae sair.
" But wae betyde that silly auld carle !
An ill death shall he die ! For the highest tree in Merriemas sj
Shall be his morning's fee."
Now Johnie's gude bend bow is broke,
And his gude graie dogs are slain; And his bodie lies dead in Durrisdeer,
And his hunting it is done. 100 |
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JOHNIE OF COCKLESMUIR.
From Kinloch's Ancient Scottish Ballads, p. 38. This version was procured in the" North Country. The termination would seem to be wanting, for the story must have had a tragical conclusion. Buchan's copy ends very insipidly with the King's granting Johny a free license to hunt! |
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