Ballads, English -- England -- Texts; Ballads, Scots -- Scotland -- Texts
You could not see her yellow hair,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_; 70
For gowd and pearls that were so rare;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
You could not see her middle sma',
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
Her gowden girdle was sae bra'; 75
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
A famous harper passing by,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
The sweet pale face he chanced to spy;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_. 80
And when he looked that lady on,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
He sigh'd and made a heavy moan;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
He made a harp of her breast-bone, 85
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
Whose sounds would melt a heart of stone;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
The strings he framed of her yellow hair,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_; 90
Whose notes made sad the listening ear;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
He brought it to her father's hall,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
And there was the court assembled all; 95
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
He laid his harp upon a stone,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
And straight it began to play alone;
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_. 100
"O yonder sits my father, the king,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
And yonder sits my mother, the queen;"
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
"And yonder stands my brother Hugh, 105
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_;
And by him my William, sweet and true."
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
But the last tune that the harp play'd then,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_; 110
Was--"Woe to my sister, false Helen!"
_By the bonny milldams of Binnorie_.
THE TWA SISTERS.
_Verbatim_ (with one interpolated stanza) from the recitation of
Mrs. Brown. Jamieson's _Popular Ballads_, i. 50.
There was twa sisters liv'd in a bower,
_Bínnorie, O Bínnorie_!
There came a knight to be their wooer,
_By the bonny mill-dams o' Binnorie_.
He courted the eldest wi' glove and ring, 5
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_!
But he loved the youngest aboon a' thing,
_By the bonny mill-dams o' Binnorie_.
He courted the eldest wi' broach and knife,
_Binnorie, O Binnorie_! 10
But he loved the youngest as his life,
_By the bonny mill-dams o' Binnorie_.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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