Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
The second brother he stepped in,
He stepped to the quit; 10
Then out he jump'd upo' the bank,
Says, "This water's wond'rous deep."
When the third brother stepped in,
He stepped to the chin;
Out he got, and forward wade, 15
For fear o' drowning him.
The youngest brother he stepped in,
Took 's sister by the hand;
Said, "Here she is, my sister Maisry,
Wi' the hinny draps on her chin. 20
"O if I were in some bonny ship,
And in some strange countrie,
For to find out some conjurer,
To gar Maisry speak to me!"
Then out it speaks an auld woman, 25
As she was passing by;
"Ask of your sister what you want,
And she will speak to thee."
"O sister, tell me who is the man,
That did your body win? 30
And who is the wretch, tell me, likewise,
That threw you in the lin?"
"O Bondsey was the only man
That did my body win;
And likewise Bondsey was the man 35
That threw me in the lin."
"O will we Bondsey head, sister?
Or will we Bondsey hang?
Or will we set him at our bow end,
Lat arrows at him gang?" 40
"Ye winna Bondsey head, brothers,
Nor will ye Bondsey hang;
But ye'll take out his twa grey e'en,
Make Bondsey blind to gang.
"Ye'll put to the gate a chain o' gold, 45
A rose garland gar make;
And ye'll put that in Bondsey's head,
A' for your sister's sake."
LADY DIAMOND.
From the Percy Society Publications, xvii. 71. The same in Buchan,
ii. 206. The ballad is given in Sharpe's _Ballad Book_, under the
title of _Dysmal_, and by Aytoun, _Ballads of Scotland_, 2d ed., ii.
173, under that of _Lady Daisy_. All these names are corruptions of
Ghismonda, on whose well-known story (_Decamerone_, iv. 1, 9) the
present is founded.--This piece and the next might better have been
inserted at p. 347, as a part of the Appendix to Book III.
There was a king, an' a curious king,
An' a king o' royal fame;
He had ae dochter, he had never mair,
Ladye Diamond was her name.
She's fa'en into shame, an' lost her gude name, 5
An' wrought her parents 'noy;
An' a' for her layen her luve so low,
On her father's kitchen boy.
Ae nicht as she lay on her bed,
Just thinkin' to get rest, 10
Up it came her old father,
Just like a wanderin' ghaist.
"Rise up, rise up, ladye Diamond," he says,
"Rise up, put on your goun;
Rise up, rise up, ladye Diamond," he says, 15
"For I fear ye gae too roun'."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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