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... PROUD LADY MARGARET YOUNG HUNTIN FAIR ANNIE .. WILLIE'S DROWNED IN YARROW . KATHERINE JANFARIE BOTHWELL THE BORDER WIDOW'S LAMENT SIR JAMES THE ROSE PAGE 1 15 18 37 38 39 44 48 51 57 62 68 73 75 80 83 86 2258 22 * * * * 2888 21 29.
... PROUD LADY MARGARET YOUNG HUNTIN FAIR ANNIE .. WILLIE'S DROWNED IN YARROW . KATHERINE JANFARIE BOTHWELL THE BORDER WIDOW'S LAMENT SIR JAMES THE ROSE PAGE 1 15 18 37 38 39 44 48 51 57 62 68 73 75 80 83 86 2258 22 * * * * 2888 21 29.
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... FAIR JANET .......... YOUNG JOHNSTONE 96 98 101 107 THE CRUEL KNIGHT .112 THE LOWLANDS OF HOLLAND . ..115 LADY MARY ANN .117 FAUSE FOODRAGE .118 LORD RONALD ... .124 HUGHIE GRÆME .126 THE SONG OF THE OUTLAW MURRAY .129 THE BIRTH OF ...
... FAIR JANET .......... YOUNG JOHNSTONE 96 98 101 107 THE CRUEL KNIGHT .112 THE LOWLANDS OF HOLLAND . ..115 LADY MARY ANN .117 FAUSE FOODRAGE .118 LORD RONALD ... .124 HUGHIE GRÆME .126 THE SONG OF THE OUTLAW MURRAY .129 THE BIRTH OF ...
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... FAIR ANNET .239 TAK ' YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE .247 THE SOUTERS OF SELKIRK .250 THE DOUGLAS TRAGEDY .252 LORD MAXWELL'S GOODNIGHT .. .256 THE LAIRD O ' LOGIE .... .261 THE BONNIE HOUSE O ' AIRLIE .265 THE HAUGHS OF CROMDALE .269 THE ...
... FAIR ANNET .239 TAK ' YOUR AULD CLOAK ABOUT YE .247 THE SOUTERS OF SELKIRK .250 THE DOUGLAS TRAGEDY .252 LORD MAXWELL'S GOODNIGHT .. .256 THE LAIRD O ' LOGIE .... .261 THE BONNIE HOUSE O ' AIRLIE .265 THE HAUGHS OF CROMDALE .269 THE ...
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... fair , Within his strength of stane . Then fifteen barks , all gaily good , Met them upon a day , Which they did lade with as much spoil As they could bear away . " England's our ain by heritage ; And what can us withstand , Now we hae ...
... fair , Within his strength of stane . Then fifteen barks , all gaily good , Met them upon a day , Which they did lade with as much spoil As they could bear away . " England's our ain by heritage ; And what can us withstand , Now we hae ...
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... fair Scotland , Auld Maitland sons are we ; " Nor is there men , in a ' your host , Daur fight us three to three . " " Now , by my sooth , " young Edward said , " Weel fitted ye shall be ! " Piercy sall wi ' the eldest fight , And ...
... fair Scotland , Auld Maitland sons are we ; " Nor is there men , in a ' your host , Daur fight us three to three . " " Now , by my sooth , " young Edward said , " Weel fitted ye shall be ! " Piercy sall wi ' the eldest fight , And ...
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amang Andrew Lammie auld bairn baith ballad billie Billy Blin blaw blude Border Minstrelsy bower Captain Ogilvie castle Cromdale daughter dear doun e'er Earl Edinburgh Ettrick Forrest fair Annet Fair Janet fair ladie father fause Fause Foodrage fell frae Frendraught Fyvie gane gang Gilderoy gin ye Glenlogie Gordon gowd Græme green gude hadna hame hand heir of Linne hill Johnston King knee knight lads lady ladye Laird Lammikin land lass Lord mair Maisry marry maun Montrose mony mother Motherwell nane ne'er never noble nut-brown bride o'er Octavo Outlaw Outlaw Murray ower owre rade recitation Richie Storie ride sall says Scotland Scottish Sir Walter Scott sister spak stanzas steed suld Syne ta'en thee There's thou true-love unto wadna weel Willie ye maun ye'll yett young young Benjie
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Page 36 - As I was walking all alane, I heard twa corbies making a mane ; The tane unto the t'other say, " Where sall we gang and dine to-day...
Page 35 - Rivin' her hair. Saddled and bridled And booted rade he; Toom hame cam the saddle But never cam he! "My meadow lies green, And my corn is unshorn, My barn is to bigg, And my babie's unborn.
Page 341 - They hadna sailed a league, a league, A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud, And gurly grew the sea. The ankers brak, and the topmasts lap, It was sic a deadly storm, And the waves came o'er the broken ship, Till a
Page 122 - What became of your bloodhounds, Lord Randal, my son? What became of your bloodhounds, my handsome young man?" "O they swell'd and they died; mother, make my bed soon, For I'm weary wi' hunting, and fain wald lie down.
Page 123 - For I'm weary wi hunting, and fain wald lie down." " OI fear ye are poisond, Lord Randal, my son! OI fear ye are poisond, my handsome young man!
Page 256 - ADIEU, madame, my mother dear, But and my sisters three ! Adieu, fair Robert of Orchardstane ! My heart is wae for thee. Adieu the lily and the rose, The primrose, fair to see ! Adieu, my ladye, and only joy ! For I may not stay with thee.
Page 101 - Gae back, gae back now, Sweet Willie, And comfort your fair lady ; For where ye had but ae nourice, Your young son shall hae three.
Page 331 - Which was the unthrifty heire of Linne. His father was a right good lord, His mother a lady of high degree ; But they, alas ! were dead, him froe, And he lov'd keeping companie. To spend the daye with merry...