3 ‘Tho I have killed the laird Johnston, What care I for his feed? My noble mind dis still incline; He was my father’s dead. 4 ‘Both night and day I laboured oft Of him revenged to be, And now I’ve got what I long sought; But I manna stay with thee. 5 ‘Adiew, Drumlanrig! false was ay, And Cloesburn! in a band, Where the laird of Lagg fra my father fled When the Johnston struck off his hand. 6 ‘They were three brethren in a band; Joy may they never see! But now I’ve got what I long sought, And I maunna stay with thee. 7 ‘Adiew, Dumfries, my proper place, But and Carlaverock fair, Adiew, the castle of the Thrieve, And all my buildings there! 8 ‘Adiew, Lochmaben’s gates so fair, The Langholm shank, where birks they be! Adiew, my lady and only joy! And, trust me, I maunna stay with thee. 9 ‘Adiew, fair Eskdale, up and down, Where my poor friends do dwell! The bangisters will ding them down, And will them sore compel. 10 ‘But I’ll revenge that feed mysell When I come ou’r the sea; Adiew, my lady and only joy! For I maunna stay with thee.’ 11 ‘Lord of the land, will you go then Unto my father’s place, And walk into their gardens green, And I will you embrace. 12 ‘Ten thousand times I’ll kiss your face, And sport, and make you merry;’ ‘I thank thee, my lady, for thy kindness, But, trust me, I maunna stay with thee.’ 13 Then he took off a great gold ring, Where at hang signets three: ‘Hae, take thee that, my ain dear thing, And still hae mind of me. 14 ‘But if thow marry another lord Ere I come ou’r the sea— Adiew, my lady and only joy! For I maunna stay with thee.’ 15 The wind was fair, the ship was close, That good lord went away, And most part of his friends were there, To give him a fair convay. 16 They drank thair wine, they did not spare, Even in the good lord’s sight; Now he is oer the floods so gray, And Lord Maxwell has taen his good-night. * * * * * #A.# 1^2. faither’s place? _So_ #B#. 4^2. And a’ to be revainged on him. _Cf._ #B#. 5^2. Fair well the Lanríke faires. (?) 9^4. struet. (?) 13^{1,2}. He took out a good gold ring [where it hang, _partly erased_.] Where it hang signets three. #B.# _Written in stanzas of eight lines._ 4^1. labourod. _The variations of the Minstrelsy, being editorial, do not require to be recorded, but some of them have a certain interest._ 1^2. sisters three. 1^4. My heart is wae for thee. 3^3. mind their wrath disdains. 6^{3,4}. Their treacherous art and cowardly heart Has twin’d my love and me. 11 Lord of the land, that ladye said, O wad ye go wi me Unto my brother’s stately tower, Where safest ye may be!