Wi' murnfu' cries, and wat'ry eyes, Fast hauding by her mother, Wi' murnfu' cries, and wat'ry eyes, 15 They are parted frae each other. Nae time he gied her to be dress'd, As ladies do when they're bride O, But he hastened and hurried her awa', And he row'd her in his plaid O. 20 They rade till they cam to Ballyshine, At Ballyshine they tarried; He bought to her a cotton gown, Yet ne'er would she be married. Three held her up before the priest, 25 Four carried her to bed O, Wi' wat'ry eyes, and murnfu' sighs, When she behind was laid O. * * * * * "O be content, be content, Be content to stay, lady, 30 For ye are my wedded wife Unto my dying day, lady. CHORUS. _Be content, be content, Be content to stay, lady, For ye are my wedded wife Unto my dying day, lady._ "My father is Rob Roy called, M'Gregor is his name, lady, In all the country where he dwells, 35 He does succeed the fame, lady. "My father he has cows and ewes, And goats he has eneuch, lady, And you, and twenty thousand merks, Will make me a man complete, lady." 40 EPPIE MORRIE. From Maidment's _North Countrie Garland_, p. 40. "This ballad is probably much more than a century old, though the circumstances which have given rise to it were fortunately too common to preclude the possibility of its being of a later date. Although evidently founded on fact, the editor has not hitherto discovered the particular circumstances out of which it has originated." Four and twenty Highland men Came a' from Carrie side, To steal awa' Eppie Morrie, 'Cause she would not be a bride. Out it's cam her mother, 5 It was a moonlight night, She could not see her daughter. The sands they shin'd so bright. "Haud far awa' frae me, mother, Haud far awa' frae me; 10 There's not a man in a' Strathdon Shall wedded be with me." They have taken Eppie Morrie, And horseback bound her on, And then awa' to the minister, 15 As fast as horse could gang. He's taken out a pistol, And set it to the minister's breast; "Marry me, marry me, minister, Or else I'll be your priest." 20 "Haud far awa' frae me, good sir, Haud far awa' frae me; For there's not a man in a' Strathdon That shall married be with me." "Haud far awa' frae me, Willie, 25 Haud far awa' frae me; For I darna avow to marry you, Except she's as willing as ye."