15
'What are your three brothers, altho they were here,
That I durstna put you in such a fear?'
16
'My eldest brother's a belted knight,
The second, he's a ...
17
'My youngest brother's a banished lord,
And oftentimes he walks on this road.'
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D.
Motherwell's MS., p. 174. From the recitation of Agnes Lyle, Kilbarchan, July 27, 1825.
1
There were three sisters, they lived in a bower,
Sing Anna, sing Margaret, sing Marjorie
The youngest o them was the fairest flower.
And the dew goes thro the wood, gay ladie
2
The oldest of them she's to the wood gane,
To seek a braw leaf and to bring it hame.
3
There she met with an outlyer bold,
Lies many long nights in the woods so cold.
4
'Istow a maid, or istow a wife?
Wiltow twinn with thy maidenhead, or thy sweet life?'