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Airly ancient Angus Argyle auld Walter bairn Balcanqual ballad Balwearie blood bluid bonnie house Bothwell bower castle cause Chaucer dear Johnstone Earl Douglas Earl of Douglas Earl of Murray Edinburgh Embro fair lady false nourice fare fause foles frae fragment friends gane gate Gawin Gin ye Glossary Gray Steel gypsie laddie habide hae ye hame hand haud haue hawks honour horse hounds Huntly JAMIE DOUGLAS Kilspindie king king's land litel Lochaber Lord Weire lords of parliament Mackintosh mede menske Mermaid nane ne'er night poem reciters Reeth ride Ritson rode romance sayde Scotland Sir Patrick Gray slain sone spak stane stanza sweet Willie syne ta'en Tantallon thair thare thee theem ther thou tirled tower trow wadna wee wee weel Whar word young col'nel YOUNG JOHNSTONE Ywaine
Page 68 - I sleep, but my heart waketh: it is the voice of my beloved that knocketh, saying: Open to me, my sister, my love, my dove, my undefiled: for my head is filled with dew, and my locks with the drops of the night.
Page 85 - Gowden glist the yellow links That round her neck she'd twine ; Her een war o' the skyie blue, Her lips did mock the wine; The smile upon her bonnie cheek Was sweeter than the bee ; Her voice excelled the birdie's sang Upon the birchen tree.
Page 77 - Now live, now live, my dear Ladye, Now live but half an hour ; And there's no a leech in a' Scotland, But shall be in thy bower.
Page 40 - O come with me, my dearie ; For I vow and I swear by the hilt of my sword, That your lord shall nae mair come near ye.
Page 5 - When I rose up then in the morn, My goodly palace for to lea', I knocked at my lord's chamber door, But ne'er a word wad he speak to me.
Page 160 - And he flang't as far as I could see; Though I had been a Wallace wight, I couldna liften't to my knee. 'O wee wee man, but thou be strang! O tell me where thy dwelling be?' 'My dwelling's down at yon bonny bower, O will you go with me and see?
Page 18 - Leith in two coffines, and there lay diverse moneths unburied, their friends refusing to commit their bodies to the earth till the slaughter was punished. Nor did any man think himself so much interested in that fact as the Lord Ochiltry, * who had perswaded the Earl of Murray to come south, whereupon he * In the ballad of " Young Logic" this nobleman is sometimes by reciters given as the hero.
Page 21 - Open the gates and let him come in ; He is my brother Huntly, he'll do him nae harm.