9. There was a glass of the red wine Fill'd up them atween, And ay she drank to Lauderdale, Wha her true-love had been.
10. Then he took her by the milk-white hand, And by the grass-green sleeve, And he mounted her high behind him there, At the bridegroom he askt nae leive.
11. Then the blude run down by Cowden Banks, And down by Cowden Braes, And ay she gard the trumpet sound, 'O this is foul, foul play!'
12. Now a' ye that in England are, Or are in England born, Come nere to Scotland to court a lass, Or else ye'l get the scorn.
13. They haik ye up and settle ye by, Till on your wedding day, And gie ye frogs instead o' fish, And play ye foul, foul play.
[Annotations: 13.1: 'haik ye up,' kidnap (_Jamieson_), but ? delude, or keep in suspense.]
+The Text+ is from Kinloch's MSS. He obtained it from Mearnsshire, and remarks that according to the tradition of that district the heroine was said to have been a daughter of Lindsay of Edzell, though he had searched in vain for genealogical confirmation of the tradition.
+The Story.+--'Ballads of this description,' says Professor Child, 'are peculiarly liable to interpolation and debasement.' In this version the most offending stanza is the tenth; and the extra two lines in stt. 22 and 24 also appear to be unnecessary. The anapaestic metre of this version should be noted.
The ballad was and is a great favourite with singers, and the tune may be found in several of the collections of Scottish songs.
1. It's of a young lord o' the Hielands, A bonnie braw castle had he, And he says to his lady mither, 'My boon ye will grant to me: Sall I gae to Edinbruch city, And fesh hame a lady wi' me?'
2. 'Ye may gae to Edinbruch city, And fesh hame a lady wi' thee, But see that ye bring her but flatt'rie, And court her in grit povertie.'
3. 'My coat, mither, sall be o' the plaiden, A tartan kilt oure my knee, Wi' hosens and brogues and the bonnet; I'll court her wi' nae flatt'rie.'
4. Whan he cam to Edinbruch city, He play'd at the ring and the ba', And saw monie a bonnie young ladie, But Lizie Lindsay was first o' them a'.
5. Syne, dress'd in his Hieland grey plaiden, His bonnet abune his e'e-bree, He called on fair Lizie Lindsay; Says, 'Lizie, will ye fancy me?