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Tak' spear and tak' sword,

Go milk the ewes, Gordon,
An' I will be lord."

The Gordon sprung up
Wi' his helm on his head,

Laid his hand on his sword,
An' his thigh on his steed,

An' he stooped low, and said,
As he kissed his young dame,

"There's a Gordon rides out
That will never ride hame."

There rode with fierce Inveraye
Thirty and three,

But wi' Brackley were nane
But his brother and he;

Twa gallanter Gordons
Did never blade draw,

But against three-and-thirty
Wae's me! what are twa?

Wi' sword and wi' dagger
They rushed on him rude;

The twa gallant Gordons
Lie bathed in their blude.

Frae the springs o' the Dee
To the mouth o' the Tay,

The Gordons mourn for him,
And curse Inveraye.

"O were ye at Brackley?
An' what saw ye there?

Was his young widow weeping
An' tearing her hair?"

"I looked in at Brackley,
I looked in, and oh!

There was mirth, there was feasting,
But naething o' woe.

"As a rose bloomed the lady,
An' blithe as a bride,

As a bridegroom bold Inveraye
Smiled by her side.

Oh! she feasted him there
As she ne'er feasted lord,

While the blood of her husband
Was moist on his sword.

"In her chamber she kept him
Till morning grew gray,

Thro' the dark woods of Brackley
She shewed him the way.

'Yon wild hill,' she said,
'Where the sun's shining on,

Is the hill of Glentanner, -
One kiss, and begone!'"

There's grief in the cottage,
There's grief in the ha',

For the gude, gallant Gordon
That's dead an' awa'.

To the bush comes the bud,
An' the flower to the plain,

But the gude and the brave
They come never again.

Ballad: Edward, Edward
"Why does your brand sae drop wi' blude,

Edward, Edward?
Why does your brand sae drop wi' blude

And why sae sad gang ye, O?"
"O I hae killed my hawk sae gude,

Mither, mither;
O I hae killed my hawk sae gude,

And I hae nae mair but he, O."
"Your hawk's blude was never sae red,

Edward, Edward;
Your hawk's blude was never sae red,

My dear son, I tell thee, O."
"O I hae killed my red-roan steed,

Mither, mither;
O I hae killed my red-roan steed,

That was sae fair and free, O."
"Your steed was auld, and ye've plenty mair,

Edward, Edward;
Your steed was auld, and ye've plenty mair;

Some ither dule ye dree, O."
"O I hae killed my father dear,

Mither, mither;
O I hae killed my father dear,

Alas, and wae is me, O!"
"And whatten penance will ye dree for that,

Edward, Edward?
Whatten penance will ye dree for that?

My dear son, now tell me, O."
"I'll set my feet in yonder boat,

Mither, mither;
I'll set my feet in yonder boat,

And I'll fare over the sea, O."
"And what will ye do wi' your tow'rs and your ha',

Edward, Edward?
And what will ye do wi' your tow'rs and your ha',

That were sae fair to see, O?"
"I'll let them stand till they doun fa',

Mither, mither;
I'll let them stand till they doun fa',

For here never mair maun I be, O."
"And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife,

Edward, Edward?
And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife,

When ye gang ower the sea, O?"
"The warld's room: let them beg through life,

Mither, mither;
The warld's room: let them beg through life;

For them never mair will I see, O."
"And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear,

Edward, Edward?
And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear,

My dear son, now tell me, O?"
"The curse of hell frae me sall ye bear,

Mither, mither;
The curse of hell frae me sall ye bear:

Sic counsels ye gave to me, O!"
Ballad: Young Benjie

Of all the maids of fair Scotland,
The fairest was Marjorie;

And young Benjie was her ae true love,
And a dear true love was he.

And wow but they were lovers dear,
And lov'd full constantlie;

But aye the mair when they fell out,
The sairer was their plea.

And they ha'e quarrell'd on a day,
Till Marjorie's heart grew wae;

And she said she'd chuse another luve,
And let young Benjie gae.

And he was stout and proud-hearted,
And thought o't bitterlie;

And he's gane by the wan moonlight,
To meet his Marjorie.

"Oh, open, open, my true love,
Oh, open and let me in!"

"I darena open, young Benjie,
My three brothers are within."

"Ye lee, ye lee, ye bonnie burd,
Sae loud's I hear ye lee;

As I came by the Louden banks,
They bade gude e'en to me.

"But fare ye weel, my ae fause love,
That I have lov'd sae lang!

It sets ye chuse another love,
And let young Benjie gang."

Then Marjorie turn'd her round about,
The tear blinding her e'e;

"I darena, darena let thee in,
But I'll come down to thee."

Then salt she smil'd, and said to him -
"Oh, what ill ha'e I done?"

He took her in his arms twa,
And threw her o'er the linn.

The stream was strong, the maid was stout,
And laith, laith to be dang;

But ere she wan the Louden banks,
Her fair colour was wan.

Then up bespake her eldest brother -
"Oh, see na ye what I see?"

And out then spake her second brother -
"It is our sister Marjorie!"

Out then spake her eldest brother -
"Oh, how shall we her ken?"

And out then spake her youngest brother -
"There's a honey mark on her chin."

Then they've ta'en the comelycorpse,
And laid it on the ground;

Saying - "Wha has kill'd our ae sister?
And how can he be found?

"The night it is her low lykewake,
The morn her burial day;

And we maun watch at mirk midnight,
And hear what she will say."

With doors ajar, and candles light,
And torches burning clear,

The streekit corpse, till still midnight,
They waked, but naething hear.

About the middle of the night
The cocks began to craw;

And at the dead hour of the night,
The corpse began to thraw.

"Oh, wha has done thee wrang, sister,
Or dared the deadly sin?

Wha was sae stout, and fear'd nae dout,
As throw ye o'er the linn?"

"Young Benjie was the first ae man
I laid my love upon;

He was sae stout and proud-hearted,
He threw me o'er the linn."

"Shall we young Benjie head, sister?
Shall we young Benjie hang?

Or shall we pike out his twa gray een,
And punish him ere he gang?"

"Ye maunna Benjie head, brothers,
Ye maunna Benjie hang;

But ye maun pike out his twa gray een.
And punish him ere he gang.

"Tie a green gravat round his neck,
And lead him out and in,

And the best ae servant about your house
To wait young Benjie on.



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