O see ye not what I see?' &c.
In the Jew's Daughter there is much in the general style to remind us of others of this group of ballads; but there are scarcely any parallel expressions. One may be cited:
She rowed him in a cake of lead,
Bade him lie still and sleep,
She cast him in a deep draw-well,
Was fifty fadom deep.
This must remind the reader of Sir Patrick Spence:
Half ower, half ower to Aberdour,
It's fifty fathom deep.
Gilderoy, in the version printed by Percy, is a ballad somewhat peculiar, in a rich dulcet style, and of very smooth versification, but is only an improved version of a rude popular ballad in the same measure, which was printed in several collections long before, [ [17] ] and was probably a street-ditty called forth by the hanging of the real robber, Patrick Macgregor, commonly called Gilderoy, [ [18] ] in 1636. The concluding verses of the refined version recall the peculiar manner of the rest of these poems: