The Glenbuchat Ballads

Vol: III

2 Contents Vol: III No. Page 1 Lady Jane 1 [130] 2 Wise William and Reddesdale 3 [132] 3 Young Bonwell 6 [136] 4 Elphinston 10 [140] 5 Glenlogie 13 [144] 6 Cruel Step Mother 14 [145] 7 Young Huntly 16 [147] 8 Lord Essex 20 [151] 9 Prince Heathen 21 [153] 10 Patrick Spence 23 [155] 11 Lord at the Bakin 26 [158] 12 Earl Patrick 27 [160] 13 Earl of Aboyne 31 [164] 14 Baby Livingston 35 [168] 15 Andrew Lammie 39 [173] 16 Major Middleton 43 [178] 17 Lady of Gight 45 [180] 18 Laird of Drum 47 [183] 0 Volume III Lady Jane Vol. III:1, pp. 1–2 (Child 243, James Harris (The Daemon Lover); Roud 14) 1 Good morrow, good morrow Lady Jane Good morrow unto thee I am come to claim my former vows The vows ye made to me 2 O speak not of your former vows For that wou’d be but strife Ye’ll speak no more of our former vows For I’m become a wife 3 I’m married to a gallant lord An’ a good husband is he O go & seek another love An’ think no more o’ me 4 O [I] might a married a king’s daughter So far ayont the sea But I left behind the robes o’ gowd An’ cam’ for love an’ thee 5 O what wou’d we ha’e to live on Tho’ I wou’d wi you gang O I hae seven bonny ships An’ the eight brought me to lan’ 6 O’ I ha’e seven bonny ships An’ the eight brought me to lan’ Of merchandise and mariners And mirth on ilka han’ 7 She took up her bonny young son An’ gae him a single kiss I wadna for a thousand crowns My good lord kent o’ this  Volume III 8 She lookit again to her bonny young son The tear maist blint her e’e Dear ha’e I lov’d & dearly agen E’re I’d leave thy father & thee 9 The robes that lady put on Were gallant to behold The belt that was roun’ her fair middle jimp Was o’ the beaten gold 10 As she gaed down to yon shore side An down by yon sea strand She set her foot on good ship board An nimbly took the faem 11 She hadna been upon the sea A day but barely three Till chang’d grew her love’s countenance An stormy grew the sea /page: 2 12 O if I were at hame again My good husband wi me Theres no a man upon the earth Should see my face at sea 13 O what ails thee dear love he said To look so sour on me I’ll shew you how the red gowd grows O’ the braes of Italy 14 But o if I were at hame again My young son on my knee There is no man upon the earth Should gar me take the sea 15 O what ails you my love he said To sit so sad in min’ Ye never shall drink the wan water But the good Malaga wine 2 Volume III 16 But o if I were at hame again My young son on my knee And my good husband me beside I never shoud take the sea 17 If ye winna be pleased wi’ the red gowd grown On the braes o’ Italy I’ll shew you how the white fish swims In the bottom o’ the sea 18 Then he stood up a black black man The ship nae miths did keep He gart her gae wethershins about An’ sunk her in the deep No numbering; second and fourth lines indented. A binding repair partially obscures the beginning of some lines in stanzas 7 and 11, and the end of the second and third lines in stanza 18. The words affected are faint but legible. Wise William and Redesdale Vol. III:2, pp. 3–5 (Child 246, Wise William and Redesdale; Roud 243) 1 Four and twenty merry young men As they sat at the wine They fell arousing them among In ae unhappy time 2 Some they roused their hawks their hawks An’ some they roused their hounds An some they roused their berry brown steeds That they did ride upon 3 Some they roused their berry brown steeds...