Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
He's ta'en her in his arms twa,
And ha'ed her up the stair; 130
Then up it came her jolly bridegroom,
Says, "What's your business there?"
Then Willie lifted up his foot,
And dang him down the stair;
And brake three ribs o' the bridegroom's side, 135
And a word he spake nae mair.
Nae meen was made for that lady,
When she was lying dead;
But a' was for him, sweet Willie,
On the fields for he ran mad. 140
112. The first reel, danced with the bride, her maiden, and two
young men, and called the Shame Spring, or Reel, as the bride
chooses the tune that is to be played. B.
LADY MARJORIE. See p. 92.
"Given from the recitation of an old woman in Kilbarchan,
Renfrewshire, from whom the Editor has obtained several valuable
pieces of a like nature. In singing, O is added at the end of the
second and fourth line of each stanza." Motherwell's _Minstrelsy_,
p. 234.
Lady Marjorie was her mother's only daughter,
Her father's only heir;
And she is awa to Strawberry Castle,
To get some unco lair.
She had na been in Strawberry Castle 5
A twelvemonth and a day,
Till Lady Marjorie she gangs big wi' child,
As big as she can gae.
Word is to her father gane,
Before he got on his shoon, 10
That Lady Marjorie she gaes wi' child,
And it is to an Irish groom.
But word is to her mother gone,
Before she got on her goun,
That Lady Marjorie she gaes wi' child 15
To a lord of high renown.
"O wha will put on the pat," they said,
"Or wha will put on the pan,
Or wha will put on a bauld, bauld fire,
To burn Lady Marjorie in?" 20
Her father he put on the pat,
Her sister put on the pan,
And her brother he put on a bauld, bauld fire,
To burn Lady Marjorie in;
And her mother she sat in a golden chair, 25
To see her daughter burn.
"But where will I get a pretty little boy,
That will win hose and shoon;
That will go quickly to Strawberry Castle,
And bid my lord come doun?" 30
"O here am I, a pretty little boy,
That will win hose and shoon;
That will rin quickly to Strawberry Castle,
And bid thy lord come doun."
O when he cam to broken brigs, 35
He bent his bow and swam;
And when he cam to gude dry land,
He set doun his foot and ran.
When he cam to Strawberry Castle,
He tirled at the pin; 40
Nane was sae ready as the gay lord himsell
To open and let him in.
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