With the high and the lily oh!70
"A rope and gallows to hang him on,"
As the rose was so sweetly blown.
"What would you give to your brother John's wife?"
With the high and the lily oh!
"A widow's weeds, and a quiet life,"75
As the rose was so sweetly blown.
THE CRUEL MOTHER. See p. [262].
From Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, ii. 222.
It fell ance upon a day, Edinbro', Edinbro',
It fell ance upon a day, Stirling for aye;
It fell ance upon a day,
The clerk and lady went to play,
So proper Saint Johnston stands fair upon Tay.5
"If my baby be a son, Edinbro', Edinbro',
If my baby be a son, Stirling for aye;
If my baby be a son,
I'll make him a lord o' high renown,"
So proper Saint Johnston stands fair upon Tay.10
She's lean'd her back to the wa', Edinbro', Edinbro',
She's lean'd her back to the wa', Stirling for aye;
She's lean'd her back to the wa',
Pray'd that her pains might fa',