Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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The morn was come, and bells were rung,
And all to church repair; But like the rose among the throng
Was the lady and her maries fair.                      as
But as they walked o'er the field,
Among the flowers fair, Beneath a tree stood on the plain,
The hireman chiel was there.
" I wish you joy, my gay madam,                             220
And aye well may ye be; There is a ring, a pledge of love,
That ance I got from thee."
" O wae befa' ye, you'hireman chiel,
Some ill death may ye die ;                                     2*5
Ye might hae tauld to me your name, Your hame, or what countrie."
" If ye luve me, my lady gay,
As ye protest ye do, Then turn your love from this gay knight, 230
And reach your hand to me."
Then out spake the gay baronne,
And an angry man was he; "If I had known she was belov'd,
She had never been lov'd by me."                      sss
, When she was set on high horse-back,
And riding thro' the glen, vol. vin.                  16