Then they hae grippit Hughie the Graeme, And brought him up through Carlisle town: The lasses and lads stood on the walls, Crying, ‘Hughie the Graeme, thou’se ne’er gae down!’ VII Then they hae chosen a jury of men, The best that were in Carlisle town; And twelve of them cried out at once, ‘Hughie the Graeme, thou must gae down!’ VIII Then up bespak him gude Lord Hume, As he sat by the judge’s knee; ‘Twenty white owsen, my gude lord, If you’ll grant Hughie the Graeme to me.’-- IX ‘O no, O no, my gude Lord Hume! For sooth and sae it mauna be; For, were there but three Graemes of the name, They suld be hangèd a’ for me.’-- X ’Twas up and spake the gude Lady Hume, As she sat by the judge’s knee; ‘A peck of white pennies, my gude lord judge, If you’ll grant Hughie the Graeme to me!’-- XI ‘O no, O no, my gude Lady Hume, Forsooth and so it must na be; Were he but the one Graeme of the name, He suld be hangèd high for me.’-- XII ‘If I be guilty,’ said Hughie the Graeme, ‘Of me my friends shall have small talk’; And he’s loupèd fifteen feet and three, Though his hands they were tied behind his back. XIII He lookèd over his left shoulder, And for to see what he might see; There was he aware of his auld father, Came tearing his hair most piteouslie. XIV ‘O hald your tongue, my father,’ he says, ‘And see that ye dinna weep for me! For they may ravish me o’ my life, But they canna banish me fro’ Heaven hie. XV ‘Here, Johnie Armstrang, take thou my sword, That is made o’ the metal sae fine; And when thou comest to the English side, Remember the death of Hughie the Graeme.’ _144. The Lochmaben Harper_ I O heard ye na o’ the silly blind Harper, How long he lived in Lochmaben town? And how he wad gang to fair England, To steal King Henry’s Wanton Brown? II But first he gaed to his gude wyfe, Wi’ a’ the haste that he could thole[1257]-- ‘This wark,’ quo’ he, ‘will ne’er gae weel, Without a mare that has a foal.’-- III Quo’ she, ‘Thou hast a gude gray mare, That’ll rin o’er hills baith laigh[1258] and hie; Sae set thee on the gray mare’s back, And leave the foal at hame wi’ me.’ IV So he is up to England gane, And even as fast as he can hie; And when he cam to Carlisle gate, O whae was there but the King Henrye? V ‘Come into my hall, thou silly blind Harper, And of thy harping let me hear!’-- ‘O, by my sooth,’ quo’ the silly blind Harper, ‘I’d rather hae stabling for my mare.’ VI The King look’d ower his left shoulder, And said unto his stable groom; ‘Gae take the silly blind Harper’s mare, And tie her beside my Wanton Brown.’ VII