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macpherson's kant. 263 |
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Soon iu there eame Belbordlane,
With a pistol on every side; " Come awa' hame, Eppie Morrie,
And there you'll be my bride."
" Go get to me a horse, Willie, «3
And get it like a man, And send me back to my mother,
A maiden as I cam.
" The sun shines o'er the westlin hills,
By the light lamp of the moon, 70
Just saddle your horse, young John Forsyth, And whistle, and I'll come soon." |
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MACPHERSON'S BANT.
This ballad, worthy of a hangman's pen, was first printed in Herd's Scottish Songs, i. 161. It is found, mutilated and altered, with the title of Macpherson's Lament, in the Thistle of Scotland, p. 52.
The story of Maepherson is given as follows by a writer in the New Monthly Magazine, vol. i. p. 142, cited by Chambers, Scottish Songs, i. 84.
" James Macpherson was born of a beautiful gipsy, who, at a great wedding, attracted the notice of a half-intoxicated Highland gentleman. He acknowlÂedged the child, and had him reared in his house, until he lost his life in bravely pursuing a hostile clan, to recover a spreach of cattle taken from Badenoeh. |
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