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And darkness cover'd a' the hall,

Where they sat at their meat;
The grey dogs, youling, left their food,

And crept to Henrie's feet.
And louder hould the rising wind,

And burst the fast'ned door;
And in there came a griesly ghost,

Stood stamping on the floor. Her head touch'd the roof-tree of the house ;

Her middle ye weel mot span :
Each frighted huntsman fled the ha',

And left the King alane.
Her teeth were a' like tether-stakes,

Her nose like club or mell :
And I ken naething she appear'd to be,

But the fiend that wons in hell.

nas ex propria calamitate pensare didicisset, in “ domum intromisit; ipse lectum petit. At mulier, “ ne hac quidem benignitate contenta, thori consor“tium obnixe flagitabat, addens it tanti referre, ut, “nisi impetraret, omnino sibi moriendum esset.

Quod ea lege, ne ipsum attingeret, concessum est. “Ideo nec complexu eam dignatus rex avertit sese. “ Cum autem prima luce forte oculos ultro citroque “converteret, eximiæ formæ virginem lecto receptam "animadvertit; quæ statim ipsi placere cæpit : cau

sam igitur tam repentinæ mutationis curiosius in“daganti, respondit virgo, se unam e subterraneorum “ hominum genere diris novercalibus devotam, tam “ tetra et execrabili specie, quali primo comparuit, “ damnatam, quoad thori cujusdam principis socia " fieret; multos reges hac de re sollicitasse. Jam, " actis pro præstito beneficio gratiis, discessum ma“ turans, a rege formæ ejus illecebris capto compri"mitur. Deinde petit, si prolem ex hoc congressu “ progigni contigerit, sequente hyeme, eodem anni “tempore, ante fores positam in ædes reciperet, se“que ejus patrem profiteri non gravaretur, secus non " leve infortunium insecuturum prædixit: e quo præ

cepto cum rex postea exorbitasset, nec præ foribus “jacentem infantem pro suo agnoscere voluisset, ad "eum iterum, sed corrugata fronte, accessit, obque “ violatam fidem acrius objurgatum ab imminente " periculo, præstiti olim beneficii gratia, exempturam "pollicebatur, ita tamen ut, tota ultionis rabies in “ filium ejus effusa, graves aliquando levitatis illius “pænas exigeret. Ex hac tam dissimilium natura"rum commixtione, Skulda, versuti et versatilis ani“mi mulier, nata fuisse memoratur; quæ utramque “ naturam participans prodigiosorum operum ef"fectrix perhibetur."-Hrolffi Krakii Hist. p. 49. Hafn, 1715.


"Sum meat, sum meat, ve King Henrie,

Sum meat ye gie to me!”" And what meat's i’ this house, ladye,

That ye're na wellcum tee?”. "Oye'se gae kill your berry-brown steed,

And serve him up to me.”
O when he kill'd his berry-brown steed,

Wow gin his heart was sair !
She ate him a' up, skin and bane,

Left naething but hide and hair.
“Mair meat, mair meat, ye King Henrie!

Mair meat ye gie to me!”-
And what meat's i' this house ladye,

That ye’re na wellcum tee?”—
"O ye do slay your gude grey houndes,

And bring them a' to me.”.
O when he slew his gude grey houndes,

Wow but his heart was sair !
She's ate them a' up, ane by ane,

Left naething but hide and hair.
“Mair meat, mair meat, ye King Henrie!

Mair meat ye gie to me!”-
And what meat's i’ this house, ladye,

That I hae left to gie?”–
“O ye do fell your gay goss-hawks,

And bring them a' to me.”—
O when he felld his gay goss-hawks,

Wow but his heart was sair!
She's ate them a' up, bane by bane,

Left naething but feathers bare. “Some drink, some drink, ye King Henrie !

Some drink ye gie to me!”. “And what drink's i' this house, ladye,

That ye’re na wellcum tee?”-
Oye sew up your horse's hide,

And bring in a drink to me.”-
O he has sew'd up the bluidy hide,


Let never man a-wooing wend,

That lacketh thingis thrie;
A rowth o’gold, an open heart,

And fu' o' courtesy.
And this was seen o’ King Henrie,

For he lay burd alane;
And he has ta'en him to a haunted hunt's ha',

Was seven miles frae a toun.

He's chased the dun deer thro’ the wood,

And the roe doun by the den,
Till the fattest buck in a'the herd

King Henrie he has slain.
He's ta’en him to his huntin' ha',

For to make burly cheir;
When loud the wind was heard to sound,

And an earthquake rock'd the door.

· Tee for to, is the Buchansbire and Gallovidian pronunciation.

And put in a pipe of wine; She drank it a' up at ae draught,

Left ná a drap therein. A bed, a bed, ye King Henrie!

A bed ye mak to me!"" And what's the bed i' this house, ladye,

That ye’re na wellcum tee?”-
“Oye maun pu’ the green heather,

And mak a bed to me.”-
O pu'd has he the heather green,
And made to her a bed ;

he has ta’en his gay mantle, And o'er it he has spread. “Now swear, now swear, ye King Henrie,

To take me for your bride!”O God forbid,” King Henrie said,

" That e'er the like betide! That e'er the fiend that wons in hell

Should streak down by my side.”.

correspondence, while in the course of preparing these volumes for the preșs, he has been alike honoured and instructed. After stating that he had some recollection of the ballad which follows, the biographer of Burns proceeds thus :—“I once in my early days heard (for it was night, and I could not see) a traveller drowning ; not in the Annan itself, but in the Frith of Sol way, close by the mouth of that river. The influx of the tide had unhorsed him, in the night, as he was passing the sands from Cum-. berland. The west wind blew a tempest, and, according to the common expression, brought in the water three foot a-breast. The traveller got upon a standing net, a little way from the shore. There he lashed himself to the post, shouting for half an hour for assistance-till the tide rose over his head! In the darkness of the night, and amid the pauses of the hurricane, his voice, heard at intervals, was exquisitely mournful. No one could go to his assistance -no one knew where he was-the sound seemed to proceed from the spirit of the waters. But morning rose-the tide had ebbed-and the poor traveller was found lashed to the pole of the net, and bleaching in the wind."

And up


When day was come, and night was gane,

And the sun shone through the ha', The fairest ladye that e'er was seen,

Lay atween him and the wa'. “O weel is me!” King Henrie said,

" How lang will this last wi' me?”— And out and spak that ladye fair,

“E'en till the day ye die. “For I was witch'd to a ghastly shape,

All by my stepdame's skill, Till I should meet wi' a courteous knight,

Wad gie me a' my will."

" Annan water's wading deep,

And my love Annie's wondrous bonny; And I am laith she suld weet her feet,

Because I love her best of ony. “Gar saddle me the bonny black,

Gar saddle sune, and make him ready ; For I will down the Gatehope-Slack,

And all to see my bonny ladye.”— He has loupen on the bonny black,

He stirr'd him wi' the spur right sairly ; But, or he wan the Gatebope-Slack,

I think the steed was wae and weary. He has loupen on the bonny grey,

He rade the right gate and the ready; I trow he would neither stint nor stay,

For he was seeking his bonny ladye. O he has ridden o'er field and fell, Through muir and moss, and mony a mire :

o'steel were sair to bide, And frae her fore-feet flew the fire.



His spurs

The following verses are the original words of the tune of “ Allan Water,” by which name the song is mentioned in Ramsay's Tea Table Miscellany. The ballad is given from tradition; and it is said that a bridge, over the Annan, was built in consequence of the melancholy catastrophe which it narrates. Two verses are added in this edition, from another copy of the ballad, in which the conclusion proves fortunate. By the Gatehope-Slack, is perhaps meant the Gate-Slack, a pass in Annandale. The Annan, and the Frith of Solway, into which it falls, are the frequent scenes of tragical accidents. The Editor trusts he will be pardoned for inserting the following awfully impressive account of such an event, contained in a letter from Dr. Currie, of Liverpool, by whose

Now, bonny grey, now play your part!

Gin ye be the steed that wins my deary, Wi' corn and hay ye’se be fed for aye,

And never spur sall make you wearie.”The grey was a mare, and a right good mare;

But when she wan the Annan water, She couldna bae ridden a furlong mair,

Had a thousand merks been wadded' at her.

i Wadded-Wagered.




“O boatman, boatman, put off your

boat! from the common burden of Hey Nonny, Nonny, alPut off your boat for gowden money!

luded to in the song, beginning, “Sigh no more, laI cross the drumly stream the night,

dyes.The chorus, retained in this edition, is the Or never mair I see my honey."'

most common and popular; but Mrs. Brown's copy

bears a yet different burden, beginning thus ;“O I was sworn sae late yestreen, And not by ae aith, but by many;

“There were twa sisters sat in a bour, And for a' the gowd in fair Scotland,

Edinborougli, Edinborough;

There were twa sisters sat in a bour,
I dare na take ye through to Annie.”-

Stirling for aye;
The side was stey, and the bottom deep,

There were twa sisters sat in a bour,

There cam a knight to be their wooer,
Frae bank to brae the water pouring ;

Bonny St. Johnston stands upon Tay."
And the bonny grey mare did sweat for fear,
For she heard the water kelpy roaring.

The ballad, being probably very popular, was the

subject of a parody, which is to be found in D'Urfey's O he has pou'd aff his dapperpy

“Pills to purge Melancholy.”
The silver buttons glanced bonny;
The waistcoat bursted aff his breast,
He was sae full of melancholy.

He has ta'en the ford at that stream tail; There were two sisters sat in a bour;
I wot he swam both strong and steady,

Binnorie, O Binnorie;
But the stream was broad, and his strength did fail, There came a knight to be their wooer ;
And he never saw his bonny ladye!

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “O wae betide the frush ’ saugh wand!

He courted the eldest with glove and ring,
And wae betide the bush of brier,

Binnorie, O Binnorie;
It brake into my true love's hand, tire.] But he lo'ed the youngest abune a' thing;
When his strength did fail, and his limbs did

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “And wae betide ye, Annan Water,

He courted the eldest with broach and knife,
This night that ye are a drumlie river !

Binnorie, O Binnorie;
For over thee I'll build a bridge,

But he lo’ed the youngest abune his life;
That ye never more true love may sever."-

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie.
The eldest she was vexed sair,

Binnorie, O Binuorie;

And sore envied her sister fair;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. This ballad differs essentially from that which has The eldest said to the youngest ane, been published in various collections, under the title

Binnorie, O Binnorie; of Binnorie. It is compiled from a copy in Mrs “Will ye go and see our father's ships come in ?”— Brown's MSS., intermixed with a beautiful fragment,

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. of fourteen verses, transmitted to the Editor by She's ta’en her by the lily hand, J. C. Waiker, Esq. the ingenious historian of the Irish bards. Mr. Walker, at the same time, favour

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie;

And led her down to the river strand; ed the Editor with the following note :-"I am in

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. debted to my departed friend, Miss Brook, for the foregoing pathetic fragment. Her account of it was The youngest stude upon a stane, as follows :- This song was transcribed, several

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie ; years ago, from the memory of an old woman, who The eldest came and pushed her in ; had no recollection of the concluding verses : pro

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. bably the beginning may also be lost, as it seems to She took her by the middle sma’, commence abruptly." The first verse and burden of

Binnorie, O Binnorie; the fragment ran thus :

And dash'd her bonny back to the jaw;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “O sister, sister, reach thy hand! Hey ho, my Nanny, 0;

"O sister, sister, reach your hand,
And you shall be heir of all my land,

Binnorie, O Binnorie;
While the swan swims bonny, 0."


ye shall be heir of balf my land.”The first part of this chorus seems to be corrupted

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie.

Query-Cap-a-pee? * Frush-Brittle; without cohesion of parts. 3 [ Mr. Jamieson bas printed Mrs. Brown's copy verbutim,

under the title of “ The Twa Sisters."- Popular Ballads, 1806,
vol. i. p. 50.-ED.]
4 ( Pronounced Binnórie.-ED.]

“O sister, I'll not reach my hand,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie ; And I'll be heir of all your land;

By. the bonny milldams of Binnorie. "Shame fa' the hand that I should take,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; It's twin'd me, and my world's make.”—

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. "O sister, reach me but your glove,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; And sweet William shall be your love.”—

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “Sink on, nor hope for hand or glove!

Binnorie, O Binnorie; And sweet William shall better be my love,

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “Your cherry cheeks and your yellow hair,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; Garrid me gang maiden evermair.”

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. Sometimes she sunk, and sometimes she swam,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; Until she cam to the miller's dam;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. "O father, father, draw

your dam!

Binnorie, O Binnorie; There's either a mermaid, or a milk-white swan.'

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. The miller hasted and drew his dam,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; And there he found a drown'd woman;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. You could not see her yellow hair,

Binnorie, O Bionorie; For gowd and pearls that were so rare;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. You could not see her middle sma',

Binnorie, O Bionorie; Her gowden girdle was sae bra';

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. A famous harper passing by,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie : The sweet pale face he chanced to spy;

By the bonny milldams of Bionorie. And when he looked that lady on,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; He sigh'd and made a heavy moan;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. He made a harp of her breast-bone,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie;

Whose sounds would melt a heart of stone;

By the bonny milldams of Bionorie. The strings he framed of her yellow hair,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie; Whose notes made sad the listening ear;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. He brought it to her father's hall,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie; And there was the court assembled all;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. He laid his harp upon a stone,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; And straight it began to play alone;

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “Oyonder sits my father, the king,

Binnorie, 0 Binnorie; And yonder sits my mother, the

queen; By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. “And yonder stands my brother Hugh,

Binnorie, O Binnorie; And by him my William, sweet and true.”

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. But the last tune that the harp play'd then,

Binnorie, O Bionorie; Was—"Woe to my sister, false Helen!”–

By the bonny milldams of Binnorie



“ In the very time of the General Assembly, there comes to public knowledge a haynous murther, committed in the court; yea, not far from the Queen's lap; for a French woman, that served in the Queen's chamber, had played the whore with the Queen's own apothecary.—The woman conceived and bare a childe, whom, with common consent, the father and mother murthered; yet were the cries of a new-borne childe hearde, searche was made, the childe and the mother were both apprehended, and so were the man and the woman condemned to be hanged in the publicke street of Edinburgh. The punishment was suitable, because the crime was haynous. But yet was not the court purged of whores and whoredoms, which was the fountaine of such enormities; for it was well known that shame hasted marriage betwixt John Sempill, called the Dancer, and Mary Levingston, sirnamed the Lusty. What bruit the Maries, and the rest of the dancers of the court had, the ballads of that age doe witnesse, which we for modestie's sake omit: but this was the common complaint of all godly and wise men, that if they thought such a

I "John Semple, son of Robert, Lord Semple, (by Elizabeth Carlisle, a danghter of the Lord Torthorald,) was ancestor of the Semples of Beltrees. He was married io Mary, sister to William Livingston, and one of the maids of honour to Queen Mary; by

whom he had Sir James Semple of Beltrees, his son and heir," etc.; afterwards ambassador to England, for King James VI., in 1599.-CRAWFORD'S History of Renfrew, p. 101.

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court could long continue, and if they looked for no
better life to come, they would have wished their
sonnes and daughters rather to have been brought
up with fiddlers and dancers, and to have been exer-
cised with flinging upon a floore, and in the rest that
thereof followes, than to have been exercised in the
company of the godly, and exercised in virtue, which
in that court was hated, and filthenesse not only
maintained, but also rewarded : witnesse the Abbey
of Abercorne, the Barony of Auchtermuchtie, and
divers others, pertaining to the patrimony of the
crown, given in heritage to skippers and dancers,
and dalliers with dames. This was the beginning of
the regiment of Mary, Queen of Scots, and these
were the fruits that she brought forth of France.-
Lord! look on our miseries! and deliver us from the
wickedness of this corrupt court!"-Knox's History
of the Reformation, p. 373-4.

Such seems to be the subject of the following bal-
lad, as narrated by the stern apostle of Presbytery.
It will readily strike the reader, that the tale has
suffered great alterations, as handed down by tradi-
tion; the French waiting-woman being changed into
Mary Hamilton,' and the Queen's apothecary into
Henry Darnley. Yet this is less surprising, when
we recollect, that one of the heaviest of the Queen's
complaints against her ill-fated husband, was his in-
fidelity, and that even with her personal attendants.
I have been enabled to publish the following com-
plete edition of the ballad, by copies from various
quarters; that principally used was communicated to
me, in the most polite manner, by Mr. Kirkpatricke
Sharpe, of Hoddom, to whom I am indebted for many
similar favours."

The King thought mair o'Marie Hamilton,

Than ony that were there.
Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,

Wi' ribbons on her breast;
The King thought mair o' Marie Hamilton,

Than he listen’d to the priest.
Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,

Wi' gloves upon her hands;
The King thought mair o'Marie Hainilton,

Than the Queen and a’ her lands.
She hadna been about the King's court

A month, but barely one,
Till slie was beloved by a' the King's court,

And the King the only man.
She hadna been about the King's court

A month, but barely three,
Till frae the King's court Marie Hamilton,

Marie Hamilton durstna be.
The King is to the Abbey gane,

To pu'the Abbey tree,
To scale the babe frae Marie's heart;

But the thing it wadna be.”
O she has row'd it in her apron,

And set it on the sea, -
"Gae sink ye, or swim ye, bonny babe,

Ye’se get nae mair o' me.”-
Word is to the kitchen gane,

And word is to the ha',
And word is to the noble room,

Amang the ladyes a',
That Marie Hamilton's brought to bed,

And the bonny babe's mist and awa’.
Scarcely bad she lain down again,

And scarcely fa'en asleep,

up then started our gude Queen,
Just at her bed-feet;


Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,

Wi' ribbons in her hair;

* One copy bears, “Mary Miles." A very odd coincidence in , ture, yet not incredible, considering the peculiarities of his cha-
Dame, crime, and eatastrophe, occurred at the court of Czar racter."
Peter the Great. It is thus detailed by the obliging correspondent (Mr. Kinloch has printed a north country version of this bal-
who recommended it to my notice:-

lad, differing considerably from that in the text. See his Ballads, “Miss Hambleton, a maid of honour to the Empress Catherine, 1827, p. 252. He also gives a fragment of a third version, viz.had an amour, which, at different times, produced three children.

"My father is the Duke of Argyle, She bad always pleaded sickness, bul Peter, being suspicious, or

My mother's a lady gay;
dered his physician to attend her, who soon made the discovery.

And I, mysell, am a dainty dame,
It also appeared, that a sense of shame had triumphed over her

And the king desired me.
humanity, and that the children had been put to death as soon as

“He shaw'd me up, he shaw'd me down, born. Peter enquired if the father of them was privy to the mur

He shaw'd me to the ha';

He shaw'd me to the low cellars,
der ; the lady insisted that he was innocent; for she had always

And that was warst of a'."
deceived him, by pretending that they were sent to nurse. Justice
now called upon the Emperor to punish the offence. The lady was

Mr. Motherwell has also given a west country version of this much beloved by the Empress, who pleaded for her; the amour

ballad, under the title of “Mary Hamilton," p. 346; and we was pardonable, but not the murder. Peler sent her to the castle, shall have occasion to quote some of its variations.-ED.) and went bimself to visit her; and the fact being confessed, he

["The Prince's bed it was sae saft, pronounced her sentence with tears; telling her, that his duly as

The spices they were sae fine,

That oul or It she could not be a prince, and God's vice-gerent, called on him for that justice

While sbe was scarce fifteen. which her crime had rendered indispensably necessary; and that

"She's gane to the garden gay, she must therefore prepare for death. He attended her also

To pu'o' the savin tree; on the scalfold, where he embraced her with the ulmost ten

But for a' that she could say or do, derness, mixed with sorrow; and some say, when the head was

The babie it would not die.” struck off, he took it up by the ear, whilst the lips were still trem

MOTHERWELL, p. 347. ] bling, and kissed them; a circumstance of an extraordinary na

(* Queen Mary cam tripping down the stair,

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