"Rise up, rise up, bonnie Lizzie,
And put on your satins so fine;90
For we maun to be at Kincassie
Before that the clock strikes nine."
But when they came to Kincassie
The porter was standing by;—
"Ye're welcome home, Sir Donald,95
Ye've been so long away."
It's down then came his auld mither,
With all the keys in her hand,
Saying, "Take you these, bonnie Lizzie,
All under them's at your command."
LIZAE BAILLIE.
From Herd's Scottish Songs, ii. 50. A longer version, from Buchan's larger collection, is [in the Appendix]. Mr. Chambers, assuming that the foregoing ballad of Lizie Lindsay was originally the same as Lizie Baillie, has made out of various copies of both one story in two parts: The Scottish Ballads, p. 158. Smith has somewhat altered the language of this ballad: Scottish Minstrel, iv. 90.
Lizae Baillie's to Gartartan gane,
To see her sister Jean;
And there she's met wi' Duncan Græme,
And he's convoy'd her hame.
"My bonny Lizae Baillie,5
I'll row ye in my plaidie,
And ye maun gang alang wi' me,
And be a Highland lady."
"I'm sure they wadna ca' me wise,
Gin I wad gang wi' you, Sir;10
For I can neither card nor spin,
Nor yet milk ewe or cow, Sir."