Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 6 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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For a drink of yon water, That rius by Galston Town?'
Out then spake fair Anne,                                  «
She was baith jimp and sma', " O row me in a pair o' sheets,
And tow me down the wa'."
" O hold thy tongue, thou fair Anne,
And let thy talkin' be,                                      so
For thou must stay in this fair castle, And bear thy death with me."
" 0 mother," spoke the Lord Thomas,
As he sat on the nurse's knee, " O mother, give up this fair castle,                    a
Or the reek will worrie me."
" I would rather be burnt to ashes sma',
And be cast on yon sea foam, Before I'd give up this fair castle,
And my lord so far from home.                        on
" My good lord has an army strong,
He's now gone o'er the sea; He bade me keep this gay castle,
As long as it would keep me.
" I've four-and-twenty brave milk kye                6s
Gangs on yon lily lee, I'd give them a* for a blast of wind,
To blaw the reek from me."