Fallen. 8 O whan the porter came up the stair, 66 "O I'e been porter at your gates The like of whom I never did see. "For on every finger she has a ring, Then up it started Young Bicham, That has come oer the sea to me." O quickly ran he down the stair, 10 O fifteen steps he has made but three; "O hae" you taen a bonny bride? An hae you quite forsaken me? She's lookit oer her left shoulder To hide the tears stood in her ee; "Now fare thee well, Young Bicham," she says, "I'll strive to think nae mair on thee." "Take back your daughter, madam," he says, 14 For I maun marry my first true love, That's done and suffered so much for me." • Get. 14 Must. He's take his bonny love by the han, And led her to yon fountain stane; 20 GET UP AND BAR THE DOOR IT fell about the Martinmas time, When our good wife got puddings to make, The wind sae cauld blew south and north, Quoth our goodman to our goodwife, "My hand is in my hussyfskap,' An it shoud nae be barrd this hundred year, They made a paction tween them twa, That the first word whaeer shoud speak, Then by there came two gentlemen, And they could neither see house nor hall, "Now whether is this a rich man's house, But neer a word wad ane o them speak, For barring of the door. And first they ate the white puddings, 1 Go. • Housewifery. Tho muckle thought the goodwife to hersel Then said the one unto the other, 66 Here, man, tak ye my knife; "But there's nae water in the house, And what shall we do than? O up then started our goodman, "Will ye kiss my wife before my een, And scad me wi pudding-bree?" Then up and started our goodwife, Gied three skips on the floor: Goodman, you've spoken the foremost word, 21 THE BATTLE OF OTTERBURN IT fell about the Lammus time, He chose the Gordons and the Graemes, And he has burnt the dales o Tine And three good towers on Roxburgh fells He left them all on fire. Water in which the puddings were boiled. • Scald. 1 Dry, make. Then he marched up to Newcastle, "O whae's the lord of this castle, But up spake proud Lord Piercy then, And O but he spake hie!* "I am the lord of this castle, And my wife's the lady gaye." "If you are lord of this castle, For ere I cross the borden again He took a lang speir in his hand, But O how pale his lady lookd, Frae off the castle wa, When down before the Scottish spear She saw brave Piercy fa! How pale and wan his lady lookd, When she beheld her Piercy yield "Had we twa been upon the green, And never an eye to see, I should have had ye flesh and fell; But your sword shall gae wi me." "But gae you up to Otterburn, And there wait dayes three, And if I come not ere three days' end "The Otterburn's a bonny burn, 'Tis pleasant there to be, "The deer rins wild owr hill and dale, "But I will stay at Otterburn, Where you shall welcome be; And if ye come not at three days' end 66 Then gae your ways to Otterburn, And if I come not ere three days' end They lighted high on Otterburn, And he that had a bonny boy But up then spak a little page, 66 Before the peep of the dawn; "O waken ye, waken ye, my good lord, For Piercy's hard at hand!" |