14 They sought the bank above the mill, In the lowlands of Buleighan, And there they found Sir James the Rose, A sleeping in his brechan. 15 Then out bespoke Sir John the Græme, Who had the charge a keeping; ‘It’s neer be said, dear gentlemen, We’ll kill him when he’s sleeping.’ 16 They seizd his broadsword and his targe, And closely him surrounded; But when he wak’d out of his sleep, His senses were confounded. 17 ‘O pardon, pardon, gentlemen! Have mercy now upon me!’ ‘Such as you gave, such you shall have, And so we’ll fall upon thee.’ 18 ‘Donald my man, wait me upon, And I’ll give you my brechan, And, if you stay here till I die, You’ll get my trews of tartan. 19 ‘There is fifty pounds in my pocket, Besides my trews and brechan; You’ll get my watch and diamond ring; And take me to Loch Largon.’ 20 Now they have taken out his heart And stuck it on a spear, Then took it to the House of Marr, And gave it to his dear. 21 But when she saw his bleeding heart She was like one distracted; She smote her breast, and wrung her hands, Crying, ‘What now have I acted! 22 ‘Sir James the Rose, now for thy sake O but my heart’s a breaking! Curst be the day I did thee betray, Thou brave knight of Buleighen.’ 23 Then up she rose, and forth she goes, All in that fatal hour, And bodily was born away, And never was seen more. 24 But where she went was never kend, And so, to end the matter, A traitor’s end, you may depend, Can be expect’d no better. * * * * * #a.# _From_ “A collection of Popular Ballads and Tales,” _in six volumes_, “formed by me,” _says Sir W. Scott_, “when a boy, from the baskets of the travelling pedlars.... It contains most of the pieces that were popular about thirty years since.” (“1810.”) _Vol._ IV, _No_ 21. _In stanzas of eight lines._ #b.# 1^2. Buleighan, _and always_. 2^3. To seek (#d#). 5^2. there pay. 5^3. maiden true (#d#). 11^1. As they rode on, man after man. 11^2. she cried. 11^3. James the Rose. 12^1. Seek ye the bank abune. 13^3. you drive (#d#). 13^4. through his (#d#). 14^1. abune (#d#). 14^4. Lying sleeping (#d#). 15^1. Up then spake (#d#). 15^3. It shall (#d#). 15^4. We killed: when a (#d#). 16^3. And (#d#). 17^4. we fall (#d#). 20^1. they’ve taen out his bleeding heart (#d#). 21^3. wrung her hands and tore her hair (#d#). 21^4. Oh, what have I. 22^1. It’s for your sake, Sir J. the R. (#d#). 22^2. That my poor heart’s (#d#). 23^3. She bodily. 24^4. Can never be no. #c.# 1^1. Did you hear. 1^2. That young. 1^2, 7^4, 9^2. Belichan. 1^3. For _wanting_. 1^4. Who was sent out.