And when they saw her weel-faured face
They cast the glamour ower her.
So she’s taen off her high-heeled shoes,
That are made o the Spanish leather,
And she’s put on her Highland brogues,
To skip amang the heather.
“On the discovery of which the earl’ saddled to him his milk-white steed,’ and rested not till he had hanged the seven gypsies on a tree.”
O at the end of the second and the fourth verse of each stanza.
216. The Mother’s Malison, etc.
P. 186 f. In ‘Majčina kletva,’ Hrvatske Pjesme iz “Naše Sloge,” II, 22, No 18, two lovers go off in a boat, under a mother’s curse, and are both drowned.