"O whar's the lady," says Jock o' Noth, "Sae fain as I wou'd her see; 150 For we are come to her wedding, Frae the foot o' Benachie." "O take the lady," said the king, "Ye welcome are for me; I never thought to see sic men 155 Frae the foot o' Benachie." "If I had ken'd," said Jock o' Noth, "Ye'd wonder'd sae muckle at me, I wou'd hae brought ane larger far By sizes three times three." 160 "Likewise if I had thought I'd been Sic a great fright to thee, I'd brought Sir John o' Erskine park; He's thretty feet and three." "Wae to the little boy," said the King, 165 "Brought tidings unto thee; Let all England say what they will, High hanged shall he be." "O if ye hang the little wee boy Brought tidings unto me, 170 We shall attend his burial, And rewarded ye shall be." "O take the lady," said the king, "And the boy shall be free:" "A priest, a priest," then Johnny cried, 175 "To join my love and me." "A clerk, a clerk," the king replied, "To seal her tocher wi' thee." Out it speaks auld Johnny then, These words pronounced he: 180 "I wantnae lands and rents at hame, I'll ask nae gowd frae thee; I am possess'd o' riches great, Hae fifty ploughs and three; Likewise fa's heir to ane estate 185 At the foot o' Benachie. "Hae ye ony masons in this place, Or ony at your call, That ye may now send some of them, To build your broken wall?" 190 "Yes, there are masons in this place, And plenty at my call; But ye may gang frae whence ye came, Never mind my broken wall." They've ta'en the lady by the hand, 195 And set her prison free; Wi' drums beating, and fifes playing, They spent the night wi' glee. Now auld Johnny Moir, and young Johnny Moir, And Jock o' Noth, a' three, 200 The English lady, and little wee boy, Went a' to Benachie. LIZIE BAILLIE. See p. 73. From Buchan's _Ballads of the North of Scotland_, ii. 173. It fell about the Lammas time, When flowers were fresh and green, Lizie Baillie to Gartartan went, To see her sister Jean. She meant to go unto that place, 5 To stay a little while; But mark what fortune her befell, When she went to the isle.[L8] It fell out upon a day, Sheep-shearing at an end, 10 Lizie Baillie she walk'd out, To see a distant friend.