‘O I was sworn sae late yestreen, And not by ae aith, but by many; And for a’ the gowd in fair Scotland, I dare na take ye through to Annie.’-- X The side was stey[573], and the bottom deep, Frae bank to brae the water pouring; And the bonny grey mare did sweat for fear, For she heard the water-kelpy[574] roaring. XI O he has pu’d aff his dapperpy[575] coat, The silver buttons glancèd bonny; The waistcoat bursted aff his breast, He was sae full of melancholy. XII He has ta’en the ford at that stream tail; I wot he swam both strong and steady, But the stream was broad, and his strength did fail, And he never saw his bonny ladye! XIII O wae betide the frush[576] saugh[577] wand! And wae betide the bush of brier! It brake into my true love’s hand, When his strength did fail, and his limbs did tire. XIV ‘And wae betide ye, Annan Water, This night that ye are a drumlie river! For over thee I’ll build a bridge, That ye never more true love may sever.’-- FOOTNOTES: [570] gate = way. [571] wadded = wagered. [572] drumly = turbid. [573] stey = steep. [574] water-kelpy = water-sprite. [575] dapperpy = diapered. [576] frush = brittle. [577] saugh = willow. _93. Rare Willy drowned in Yarrow_ I ‘Willy’s rare, and Willy’s fair, And Willy’s wondrous bonny; And Willy heght[578] to marry me, Gin e’er he marryd ony. II ‘Yestreen I made my bed fu’ braid, The night I’ll make it narrow, For a’ the live-long winter’s night I lie twin’d[579] of my marrow[580]. III ‘O came you by yon water-side? Pu’d you the rose or lilly? Or came you by yon meadow green? Or saw you my sweet Willy?’ IV She sought him east, she sought him west, She sought him braid and narrow; Sine, in the clifting[581] of a craig, She found him drown’d in Yarrow. FOOTNOTES: [578] heght = promised. [579] twin’d = deprived. [580] marrow = mate. [581] clifting = cleft. _94. The Duke of Gordon’s Daughter_ I The Duke of Gordon had three daughters, Elizabeth, Marg’ret and Jean; They would not stay in bonny Castle Gordon, But they went to bonny Aberdeen. II They had not been in bonny Aberdeen A twelvemonth and a day, Lady Jean fell in love with Captain Ogilvie And awa’ with him she would gae. III Word came to the Duke of Gordon, In the chamber where he lay, Lady Jean was in love with Captain Ogilvie, And from him she would not stay. IV ‘Go saddle to me the black horse, And you’ll ride on the grey, And I will gang to bonny Aberdeen Forthwith to bring her away.’ V They were not a mile from Aberdeen, A mile but only one, Till he met with his two daughters, But awa’ was Lady Jean. VI