44 Then he's taen out a sharp dagger,
It was baith keen and smart,
And he has wounded that gay ladye
A deep wound to the heart.
45 'A grave, a grave,' cried Lord Burnett,
'To bury these two in,
And lay my ladye in the highest flat,
She's chiefest o the kin.
46 'A grave, a grave,' said Lord Burnett,
'To bury these two in;
Lay Munsgrove in the lowest flat,
He's deepest in the sin.
47 'Ye'll darken my windows up secure,
Wi staunchions round about,
And there is not a living man
Shall eer see me walk out.
48 'Nae mair fine clothes my body deck,
Nor kame gang in my hair,
Nor burning coal nor candle light
Shine in my bower mair.'
M
Motherwell's Minstrelsy, Appendix, p. xx, XXI.
It fell upon a Martinmas time,
When the nobles were a' drinking wine,
That Little Mushiegrove to the kirk he did go,
For to see the ladies come in.