It sae fell out, at this hunting, Upon a simmer's day, That they came by a bonny castell, Stood on a sunny brae. "O dinna ye see that bonny castell, 105 Wi' halls and towers sae fair? Gin ilka man had back his ain, Of it you suld be heir." "How I suld be heir of that castell, In sooth, I canna see; 110 For it belangs to Fause Foodrage, And he is na kin to me."-- "O gin ye suld kill him, Fause Foodrage, You would do but what was right; For I wot he kill'd your father dear, 115 Or ever ye saw the light. "And gin ye suld kill him, Fause Foodrage, There is no man durst you blame; For he keeps your mother a prisoner, And she darna take ye hame."-- 120 The boy stared wild like a gray goss-hawk, Says,--"What may a' this mean?" "My boy, ye are King Honour's son, And your mother's our lawful queen." "O gin I be King Honour's son, 125 By our Ladye I swear, This night I will that traitor slay, And relieve my mother dear!"-- He has set his bent bow to his breast, And leaped the castell wa'; 130 And soon he has seized on Fause Foodrage, Wha loud for help 'gan ca'. "O haud your tongue, now, Fause Foodrage, Frae me ye shanna flee;"-- Syne pierced him through the fause, fause heart, 135 And set his mother free. And he has rewarded Wise William Wi' the best half o' his land; And sae has he the turtle dow Wi' the truth o' his right hand. 140 BONNIE ANNIE. From Kinloch's _Ancient Scottish Ballads_, p. 123. "There is a prevalent belief among seafaring people, that if a person who has committed any heinous crime be on ship-board, the vessel, as if conscious of its guilty burden, becomes unmanageable, and will not sail till the offender be removed: to discover whom, they usually resort to the trial of those on board, by casting lots; and the individual upon whom the lot falls, is declared the criminal, it being believed that Divine Providence interposes in this manner to point out the guilty person."--KINLOCH. Motherwell is inclined to think this an Irish ballad, though popular in Scotland. With Bonnie Annie may be compared _Jon Rimaardsöns Skriftemaal_, _Danske Viser_, ii. 220; or, _Herr Peders Sjöresa, Svenska Folk-Visor_, ii. 31, Arwiddson, ii. 5 (translated in _Literature and Romance of Northern Europe_, 276). There was a rich lord, and he lived in Forfar, He had a fair lady, and one only dochter. O she was fair, O dear! she was bonnie, A ship's captain courted her to be his honey.