When unto the gude kirk she came, She at the door did stan’; She was sae sair sunk down wi’ shame, She couldna come farther ben. XLVI Then out and spak’ the parish priest, And a sweet smile ga’e he: ‘Come ben, come ben, my lily-flower, Present your babes to me.’ XLVII Charles, Vincent, Sam and Dick, And likewise John and James; They call’d the eldest Young Etin, Which was his father’s name. FOOTNOTES: [259] loot = let. [260] tae = toe. [261] spier = ask. [262] reet = root. [263] hallow seat = holy man’s or hermit’s cave. [264] stown = stolen. [265] stratlins =? stragglings. [266] yate = gate. [267] ben = further in. [268] blint = blinded. [269] boun = go. _37. Erlinton_ I Erlinton had a fair daughter; I wat he wear’d her in[270] a great sin; For he has built a bigly bower, And a’ to put that lady in. II An’ he has warn’d her sisters six, An’ sae has he her brethren se’en, Outher to watch her a’ the night, Or else to seek her morn an’ e’en. III She hadna been i’ that bigly bower, Na not a night but barely ane, Till there was Willie, her ain true love, Chapp’d[271] at the door, cryin’ ‘Peace within!’ IV ‘O whae is this at my bower door, That chaps sae late, nor kens the gin[272]?’-- ‘O it is Willie, your ain true love, I pray you rise an’ let me in.’-- V ‘For a’ sae weel as I like ye, Willie, For a’ sae weel as I ken the gin, I wadna for ten thousand pounds, love, Na, no this night wad I let ye in. VI ‘But in the green-wood is a wake[273], And at the wake there is a wane[274], An’ there I’ll come as sune the morn, love, Na, no a mile but barely ane. VII ‘On my right hand I’ll have a glo’[275], love, And on my left hand I’ll have nane; I’ll have wi’ me my sisters six, love, And we will wauk the wood our lane[276].’ VIII Then she’s gane to her bed again, She has layen till the cock crew thrice, An’ then she said to her sisters a’, ‘Maidens, ’tis time for us to rise.’ IX She pat on her back her silken gown, An’ on her breast a siller pin, An’ she’s ta’en her sisters by the hand, An’ to the green-wood she is gane. X They hadna wauk’d in the bonny green-wood, Na no an hour but barely ane, Till up start Willie, her ain true love, Wha frae her sisters has her ta’en. XI An’ he has kiss’d her sisters six, An’ he has sent them hame again, But he has keepit his ain true love, Sayin’ ‘We’ll wauk the woods our lane.’ XII They hadna wauk’d in the bonnie green-wood Na no an hour but barely ane, Till up start fifteen o’ the bravest outlaws That ever bare either blood or bane. XIII