You’ve bred me all this sorrow;’
So she died between her father’s arms,
In the dowie dens o Yarrow.
L
Blackwood’s Magazine, CXLVII, 741, June, 1890; communicated by Professor John Veitch, as received from William Welsh, a Peeblesshire cottar and poet, born 1799, whose mother used to recite the ballad, and whose grandmother had a copy in her father’s handwriting.
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At Dryhope lived a lady fair,
The fairest flower in Yarrow,
And she refused nine noble men