"I come not here to part my land, 25 And neither to beg nor borrow; I come to wield my noble brand, On the bonnie banks of Yarrow. "If I see all, ye're nine to ane; And that's an unequal marrow; 30 Yet will I fight, while lasts my brand, On the bonnie banks of Yarrow." Four has he hurt, and five has slain, On the bloody braes of Yarrow, Till that stubborn knight came him behind, 35 And ran his body thorough. "Gae hame, gae hame, good-brother John, And tell your sister Sarah, To come and lift her leafu' lord; He's sleepin sound on Yarrow."-- 40 "Yestreen I dream'd a dolefu' dream; I fear there will be sorrow! I dream'd I pu'd the heather green, Wi' my true love, on Yarrow. "O gentle wind, that bloweth south, 45 From where my love repaireth, Convey a kiss from his dear mouth, And tell me how he fareth! "But in the glen strive armed men; They've wrought me dole and sorrow; 50 They've slain--the comeliest knight they've slain-- He bleeding lies on Yarrow." As she sped down yon high high hill, She gaed wi' dole and sorrow, And in the den spied ten slain men, 55 On the dowie banks of Yarrow. She kissed his cheek, she kaim'd his hair, She searched his wounds all thorough, She kiss'd them, till her lips grew red, On the dowie houms of Yarrow. 60 "Now haud your tongue, my daughter dear! For a' this breeds but sorrow; I'll wed ye to a better lord, Than him ye lost on Yarrow."-- "O haud your tongue, my father dear! 65 Ye mind me but of sorrow; A fairer rose did never bloom Than now lies cropp'd on Yarrow." 17. _The Tennies_ is the name of a farm of the Duke of Buccleuch's, a little below Yarrow Kirk. THE BRAES O' YARROW. From Buchan's _Ballads of the North of Scotland_, ii. 203. Repeated in the xviith volume of the Percy Society Publications. Ten lords sat drinking at the wine, Intill a morning early; There fell a combat them among, It must be fought,--nae parly. "O stay at hame, my ain gude lord, 5 O stay, my ain dear marrow." "Sweetest min', I will be thine, And dine wi' you to-morrow." She's kiss'd his lips, and comb'd his hair, As she had done before, O; 10 Gied him a brand down by his side, And he is on to Yarrow. As he gaed ower yon dowie knowe, As aft he'd dune before, O; Nine armed men lay in a den, 15 Upo' the braes o' Yarrow.