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'She shanna want gold, she shanna want fee,
Altho that her love was so easy won,
She shanna want gold to gain a man wi,
And she's still the fair flower of Northumberland.'
C.
a. Buchan's MSS, II, 166. b. Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, II, 208.
1
As I went by a jail-house door,
Maid's love whiles is easy won
I saw a prisoner standing there,
'I wish I were home in fair Scotland.
2
'Fair maid, will you pity me?
Ye'll steal the keys, let me gae free:
I'll make you my lady in fair Scotland.
3
'I'm sure you have no need of me,
For ye have a wife and bairns three,
That lives at home in fair Scotland.'
4
He swore by him that was crownd with thorn,
That he never had a wife since the day he was born,
But livd a free lord in fair Scotland.
5
She went unto her father's bed-head,
She's stown the key o mony a lock,
She's let him out o prison strong.
6
She's went to her father's stable,
She's stown a steed baith wight and able,
To carry them on to fair Scotland.
7
They rode till they came to a muir,
He bade her light aff, they'd call her a whore,
If she didna return to Northumberland.