"But drap the het lead on her cheek, And drap in on her chin, And rap it on her bosom white, "Tis much that a young lady will do To her true love to win." They drapped the het lead on her cheek, They drapped it on her bosom white, Her brothers they went to a room, To make to her a bier; The boards were a' o' the cedar wood, Her sisters they went to a room, "Now well is me, my gay gos-hawk, That ye can speak and flee! Come show me any love-tokens That you have brought to me." "She sends you the ring frae her white finger, The garland frae her hair; Tales of the Olden Time of the Tales She sends you the heart within her breast; Olden 66 Come hither, all my merry young men! The funeral came into fair Scotland, And when it came to the third kirk, At the fourth kirk in fair Scotland And up and started her ain true love, 66 Set down, set down the bier," he says, The last time that I saw her face, Its color was warm and red." He stripped the sheet from aff her face A little below the chin; The lady then she open'd her eyes, And looked full on him. "O give me a shive o' your bread, love, And now I fain would dine. "Gae hame, gae hame, my seven brothers, And ye may say that ye sought my skaith, "I cam' na here to bonny Scotland But I cam' here to bonny Scotland 66 "I cam' na here to bonny Scotland But I cam' here to bonny Scotland OLD BALLAD. Tales of the Olden Time Tales of the Olden Time Earl Mar's Daughter It was intill a pleasant time, The noble Earl of Mar's daughter And as she played and sported "O Coo-my-doo, my love sae true, "I'll tak' ye hame and pet ye weel, Within my bower and ha'; As ony o' them a'!" And she had nae these words weel spoke And lighted on her head. Then she has brought this pretty bird And made him shine as fair a bird When day was gane, and night was come, About the evening-tide, This lady spied a bonny youth Stand straight up by her side. "Now whence come ye, young man," she said, "To put me into fear? My door was bolted right secure, And what way cam' ye here?" "O haud your tongue, my lady fair, Ye coax'd from aff the tree?" "O wha are ye, young man?" she said, "What country come ye frae?" "I flew across the sea," he said, ""Twas but this verra day. My mither is a queen," he says, 'Twas she that turned me in a doo, "And it was but this verra day That I cam' ower the sea: I loved you at a single look; Tales of the Olden Time |