Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
THERE ance was a may, and she lo’ed na men; | |
She biggit her bonnie bow’r doun in yon glen; | |
But now she cries, Dool and a well-a-day! | |
Come doun the green gait and come here away! | |
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When bonnie young Johnnie cam owre the sea, | 5 |
He said he saw naething sae lovely as me; | |
He hecht me baith rings and mony braw things— | |
And werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee. | |
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He had a wee titty that lo’ed na me, | |
Because I was twice as bonnie as she; | 10 |
She raised sic a pother ‘twixt him and his mother | |
That werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee. | |
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The day it was set, and the bridal to be: | |
The wife took a dwam and lay doun to dee; | |
She maned and she graned out o’ dolour and pain, | 15 |
Till he vow’d he never wad see me again. | |
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His kin was for ane of a higher degree, | |
Said—What had he do wi’ the likes of me? | |
Appose I was bonnie, I wasna for Johnnie— | |
And werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee. | 20 |
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They said I had neither cow nor calf, | |
Nor dribbles o’ drink rins thro’ the draff, | |
Nor pickles o’ meal rins thro’ the mill-e’e— | |
And werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee. | |
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His titty she was baith wylie and slee: | 25 |
She spied me as I cam owre the lea; | |
And then she ran in and made a loud din— | |
Believe your ain e’en, an ye trow not me. | |
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His bonnet stood ay fu’ round on his brow, | |
His auld ane look’d ay as well as some’s new: | 30 |
But now he lets ‘t wear ony gait it will hing, | |
And casts himsel dowie upon the corn bing. | |
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And now he gaes daund’ring about the dykes, | |
And a’ he dow do is to hund the tykes: | |
The live-lang nicht he ne’er steeks his e’e— | 35 |
And werena my heart’s licht, I wad dee. | |
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Were I but young for thee, as I hae been, | |
We should hae been gallopin’ doun in yon green, | |
And linkin’ it owre the lily-white lea— | |
And wow, gin I were but young for thee! | 40 |