8^1. purse-string _originally_. 8^3. in 3. 8^4. It will; t _seems to be crossed out_. I _in the burden_. 9^1. fit _originally_, _altered to_ fut, _or_ fot. 13^3. _Originally_, An afore the ane he took. 15^1. _Changed to_ and a bonnie simmer day. 16^{1,2}. Quha. 17^2. _Changed to_ Sae loud’s. _The first stanza is given by Motherwell, Minstrelsy, Appendix, xvii, X, under the title_ ‘Ochiltree Walls,’ _with the variation_, O May, bonnie May. #E.# 2^1. Oh. #I.# _Kinloch has made changes in his printed copy._ #J.# 11^4. thee _for_ me. #L.# 4^4. fair. vain? _Cf._ #M#, 8^4. APPENDIX THE LOVELY NORTHERNE LASSE #a.# Roxburghe Ballads, I, 190, in the Ballad Society’s reprint, ed. W. Chappell, I, 587. #b.# Rawlinson Ballads, 566, fol. 205. #a# WAS printed at London for F. Coules, who, according to Mr Chappell, flourished during the last five years of James First’s reign and throughout that of Charles First: dated by Mr Bullen, 1640. #b# was printed for F. Coles, T. Vere, and J. Wright, 1655–80 (Chappell). There is another copy in the Euing collection, No 166, printed for Francis Coles in the Old Bayly, who may be the same person as the printer of #a#; and a fourth in the Douce collection, II, 137, _verso_, without printer’s name. A copy differing from #a# by only three words is given by R. H. Evans, Old Ballads, 1810, I, 88. Burton, in the fifth edition of his Anatomy of Melancholy, Oxford, 1638, p. 536, says: “The very rusticks and hog-rubbers ... have their ballads, country tunes, O the broome, the bonny, bonny broome,” etc. (Chappell). This remark is not found in the fourth edition, Oxford, 1632, p. 544. Concerning the air, see Chappell’s Popular Music, pp. 458–61, 613, 783. THE LOVELY NORTHERNE LASSE. Who in this ditty, here complaining, shewes What harme she got, milking her dadyes ewes. To a pleasant Scotch tune, called The broom of Cowden Knowes. 1 Through Liddersdale as lately I went, I musing on did passe; I heard a maid was discontent, she sighd, and said, Alas! _All maids that ever deceived was beare a part of these my woes, For once I was a bonny lasse, when I milkt my dadyes ewes. With, O the broome, the bonny broome, the broome of Cowdon Knowes! Faine would I be in the North Countrey, to milke my dadyes ewes._ 2 ‘My love into the fields did come, when my dady was at home; Sugred words he gave me there, praisd me for such a one. His honey breath and lips so soft, and his alluring eye And tempting tong, hath woo’d me oft, now forces me to cry, _All maids_, &c.