{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch017.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch017.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch017.htm","text":"17A.1 IN Scotland there was a babie born,\nRefrain: Lill lal, etc.\nAnd his name it was called young Hind Horn.\nRefrain: With a fal lal, etc.\n17A.2 He sent a letter to our king\nThat he was in love with his daughter Jean.\n17A.3 He\u2019s gien to her a silver wand,\nWith seven living lavrocks sitting thereon.\n17A.4 She\u2019s gien to him a diamond ring,\nWith seven bright diamonds set therein.\n17A.5 \u2018When this ring grows pale and wan,\nYou may know by it my love is gane.\u2019\n17A.6 One day as he looked his ring upon,\nHe saw the diamonds pale and wan.\n17A.7 He left the sea and came to land,\nAnd the first that he met was an old beggar man.\n17A.8 \u2018What news, what news?\u2019 said young Hind Horn;\n\u2018No news, no news,\u2019 said the old beggar man.\n17A.9 \u2018No news,\u2019 said the beggar, \u2019No news at a\u2019,\nBut there is a wedding in the king\u2019s ha.\n17A.10 \u2018But there is a wedding in the king\u2019s ha,\nThat has halden these forty days and twa.\u2019\n17A.11 \u2018Will ye lend me your begging coat?\nAnd I\u2019ll lend you my scarlet cloak.\n17A.12 \u2018Will you lend me your beggar\u2019s rung?\nAnd I\u2019ll gie you my steed to ride upon.\n17A.13 \u2018Will you lend me your wig o hair,\nTo cover mine, because it is fair?\u2019\n17A.14 The auld beggar man was bound for the mill,\nBut young Hind Horn for the king\u2019s hall.\n17A.15 The auld beggar man was bound for to ride,\nBut young Hind Horn was bound for the bride.\n17A.16 When he came to the king\u2019s gate,\nHe sought a drink for Hind Horn\u2019s sake.\n17A.17 The bride came down with a glass of wine,\nWhen he drank out the glass, and dropt in the ring.\n17A.18 \u2018O got ye this by sea or land?\nOr got ye it off a dead man\u2019s hand?\u2019\n17A.19 \u2018I got not it by sea, I got it by land,\nAnd I got it, madam, out of your own hand.\u2019\n17A.20 \u2018O I\u2019ll cast off my gowns of brown,\nAnd beg wi you frae town to town.\n17A.21 \u2018O I\u2019ll cast off my gowns of red,\nAnd I\u2019ll beg wi you to win my bread.\u2019\n17A.22 \u2018Ye needna cast off your gowns of brown,\nFor I\u2019ll make you lady o many a town.\n17A.23 \u2018Ye needna cast off your gowns of red,\nIt\u2019s only a sham, the begging o my bread.\u2019\n17A.24 The bridegroom he had wedded the bride,\nBut young Hind Horn he took her to bed.\n17B: Hind Horn\n17B.1 I NEVER saw my love before,\nRefrain: With a hey lillelu and a ho lo lan\nTill I saw her thro an oger bore.\nRefrain: With a hey down and a hey diddle downie\n17B.2 She gave to me a gay gold ring,\nWith three shining diamonds set therein.\n17B.3 And I gave to her a silver wand,\nWith three singing lavrocks set thereon.\n17B.4 \u2018What if these diamonds lose their hue,\nJust when your love begins for to rew?\u2019\n17B.5 He\u2019s left the land, and he\u2019s gone to sea,\nAnd he\u2019s stayd there seven years and a day.\n17B.6 But when he looked this ring upon,\nThe shining diamonds were both pale and wan.\n17B.7 He\u2019s left the seas and he\u2019s come to the land,\nAnd there he met with an auld beggar man.\n17B.8 \u2018What news, what news, thou auld beggar man\nFor it is seven years sin I\u2019ve seen lan.\u2019\n17B.9 \u2018No news,\u2019 said the old beggar man, \u2018at all,\nBut there is a wedding in the king\u2019s hall.\u2019\n17B.10 \u2018Wilt thou give to me thy begging coat?\nAnd I\u2019ll give to thee my scarlet cloak.\n17B.11 \u2018Wilt thou give to me thy begging staff?\nAnd I\u2019ll give to thee my good gray steed.\u2019\n17B.12 The old beggar man was bound for to ride,\nBut Young Hynd Horn was bound for the bride.\n17B.13 When he came to the king\u2019s gate,\nHe asked a drink for Young Hynd Horn\u2019s sake.\n17B.14 The news unto the bonnie bride came\nThat at the yett there stands an auld man.\n17B.15 \u2018There stands an auld man at the king\u2019s gate;\nHe asketh a drink for young Hyn Horn\u2019s sake.\u2019\n17B.16 \u2018I\u2019ll go thro nine fires so hot,\nBut I\u2019ll give him a drink for Young Hyn Horn\u2019s sake.\u2019\n17B.17 She gave him a drink out of her own hand;\nHe drank out the drink and he dropt in the ring.\n17B.18 \u2018Got thou\u2019t by sea, or got thou\u2019t by land?\nOr got thou\u2019t out of any dead man\u2019s hand?\u2019\n17B.19 \u2018I got it not by sea, but I got it by land,\nFor I got it out of thine own hand.\u2019\n17B.20 \u2018I\u2019ll cast off my gowns of brown,\nAnd I\u2019ll follow thee from town to town.\n17B.21 \u2018I\u2019ll cast off my gowns of red,\nAnd along with thee I\u2019ll beg my bread.\u2019\n17B.22 \u2018Thou need not cast off thy gowns of brown,\nFor I can make thee lady of many a town.\n17B.23 \u2018Thou need not cast off thy gowns of red,\nFor I can maintain thee with both wine and bread.\u2019\n17B.24 The bridegroom thought he had the bonnie bride wed,\nBut Young Hyn Horn took the bride to bed.\n17C: Hind Horn\n17C.1 YOUNG Hyn Horn\u2019s to the king\u2019s court gone,\nRefrain: Hoch hey and an ney O\nHe\u2019s fallen in love with his little daughter Jean.\nRefrain: Let my love alone, I pray you\n17C.2 He\u2019s bocht to her a little gown,\nWith seven broad flowers spread it along.\n17C.3 She\u2019s given to him a gay gold ring.\nThe posie upon it was richt plain.\n17C.4 \u2018When you see it losing its comely hue,\nSo will I my love to you.\u2019\n17C.5 Then within a little wee,\nHyn Horn left land and went to sea.\n17C.6 When he lookt his ring upon,\nHe saw it growing pale and wan.\n17C.7 Then within a little [wee] again,\nHyn Horn left sea and came to the land.\n17C.8 As he was riding along the way,\nThere he met with a jovial beggar.\n17C.9 \u2018What news, what news, old man?\u2019 he did say:\n\u2018This is the king\u2019s young dochter\u2019s wedding day.\u2019\n17C.10 \u2018If this be true you tell to me,\nYou must niffer clothes with me.\n17C.11 \u2018You\u2019ll gie me your cloutit coat,\nI\u2019ll gie you my fine velvet coat.\n17C.12 \u2018You\u2019ll gie me your cloutit pock,\nI\u2019ll gie you my purse; it\u2019ll be no joke.\u2019\n17C.13 \u2018Perhaps there[\u2019s] nothing in it, not one bawbee;\u2019\n\u2018Yes, there\u2019s gold and silver both,\u2019 said he.\n17C.14 \u2018You\u2019ll gie me your bags of bread,\nAnd I\u2019ll gie you my milk-white steed.\u2019\n17C.15 When they had niffered all, he said,\n\u2018You maun learn me how I\u2019ll beg.\u2019\n17C.16 \u2018When you come before the gate,\nYou\u2019ll ask for a drink for the highman\u2019s sake.\u2019\n17C.17 When that he came before the gate,\nHe calld for a drink for the highman\u2019s sake.\n17C.18 The bride cam tripping down the stair,\nTo see whaten a bold beggar was there.\n17C.19 She gave him a drink with her own hand;\nHe loot the ring drop in the can.\n17C.20 \u2018Got ye this by sea or land?\nOr took ye\u2019t aff a dead man\u2019s hand?\u2019\n17C.21 \u2018I got na it by sea nor land,\nBut I got it aff your own hand.\u2019\n17C.22 The bridegroom cam tripping down the stair,\nBut there was neither bride nor beggar there.\n17C.23 Her ain bridegroom had her first wed,\nBut Young Hyn Horn had her first to bed.\n17D: Hind Horn\n17D.1 NEAR Edinburgh was a young son born,\nRefrain: Hey lilelu an a how low lan\nAn his name it was called young Hyn Horn.\nRefrain: An it\u2019s hey down down deedle airo\n17D.2 Seven long years he served the king,\nAn it\u2019s a\u2019 for the sake of his daughter Jean.\n17D.3 The king an angry man was he;\nHe send young Hyn Horn to the sea.\n* * * * *\n17D.4 An on his finger she put a ring.\n. . . . .\n* * * * *\n17D.5 \u2018When your ring turns pale and wan,\nThen I\u2019m in love wi another man.\u2019\n* * * * *\n17D.6 Upon a day he lookd at his ring,\nIt was as pale as anything.\n17D.7 He\u2019s left the sea, an he\u2019s come to the lan,\nAn there he met an auld beggar man.\n17D.8 \u2018What news, what news, my auld beggar man?\nWhat news, what news, by sea or by lan?\u2019\n17D.9 \u2018Nae news, nae news,\u2019 the auld beggar said,\n\u2018But the king\u2019s dochter Jean is going to be wed.\u2019\n17D.10 \u2018Cast off, cast off thy auld beggar-weed,\nAn I\u2019ll gie thee my gude gray steed.\u2019\n* * * * *\n17D.11 When he cam to our guid king\u2019s yet,\nHe sought a glass o wine for young Hyn Horn\u2019s sake.\n17D.12 He drank out the wine, an he put in the ring,\nAn he bade them carry\u2019t to the king\u2019s dochter Jean.\n* * * * *\n17D.13 \u2018O gat ye\u2019t by sea, or gat ye\u2019t by lan?\nOr gat ye\u2019t aff a dead man\u2019s han?\u2019\n17D.14 \u2018I gat na\u2019t by sea, I gat na\u2019t by lan,\nBut I gat it out of your own han.\u2019\n* * * * *\n17D.15 take away my bridal gown,\nFor I\u2019ll follow him frae town to town.\u2019\n17D.16 \u2018Ye need na leave your bridal gown,\nFor I\u2019ll make ye ladie o\u2019 mony a town.\u2019\n17E: Hind Horn\n17E.1 * * * *\nHYND HORN he has lookt on his ring,\nRefrain: Hey ninny ninny, how ninny nanny\nAnd it was baith black and blue,\nAnd she is either dead or she\u2019s married.\nRefrain: And the barck and the broom blooms bonnie\n17E.2 Hynd Horn he has shuped to land,\nAnd the first he met was an auld beggar man.\n17E.3 \u2018What news, what news, my silly auld man?\nFor it is seven years syne I have seen land.\n17E.4 \u2018What news, what news, my auld beggar man?\nWhat news, what news, by sea or by land?\u2019\n17E.5 \u2018There is a king\u2019s dochter in the east,\nAnd she has been marryed these nine nights past.\n17E.6 \u2018Intil the bride\u2019s bed she winna gang\nTill she hears tell of her Hynd Horn.\u2019\n17E.7 \u2018Cast aff, cast aff thy auld beggar weed,\nAnd I will gie thee my gude gray steed.\u2019\n17F: Hind Horn\n17F.1 IN Newport town this knight was born,\nRefrain: Hey lily loo, hey loo lan\nAnd they\u2019ve called him Young Hynd Horn.\nRefrain: Fal lal la, fal the dal the dady\n17F.2 Seven long years he served the king,\nFor the love of his daughter Jean.\n17F.3 He courted her through a wimble bore,\nThe way never woman was courted before.\n17F.4 He gave her through a silver wand,\nWith three singing laverocks there upon.\n17F.5 She gave him back a gay gold ring,\nWith three bright diamonds glittering.\n17F.6 \u2018When this ring grows pale and blue,\nFair Jeanie\u2019s love is lost to you.\u2019\n17F.7 Young Hynd Horn is gone to sea,\nAnd there seven long years staid he.\n17F.8 When he lookd his ring upon,\nIt grew pale and it grew wan.\n17F.9 Young Hynd Horn is come to land,\nWhen he met an old beggar man.\n17F.10 \u2018What news, what news doth thee betide?\u2019\n\u2018No news, but Princess Jeanie\u2019s a bride.\u2019\n17F.11 \u2018Will ye give me your old brown cap?\nAnd I\u2019ll give you my gold-laced hat.\n17F.12 \u2018Will ye give me your begging weed?\nAnd I\u2019ll give you my good grey steed.\u2019\n17F.13 The beggar has got on to ride,\nBut Young Hynd Horn\u2019s bound for the bride.\n* * * * *\n17G: Hind Horn\n17G.1 \u2018HYNDE HORN\u2019S bound love, and Hynde Horn\u2019s free,\nWhare was ye born, or in what countrie?\u2019\n17G.2 \u2018In gude greenwud whare I was born,\nAnd all my friends left me forlorn.\n17G.3 \u2018I gave my love a silver wand;\nThat was to rule oure all Scotland.\n17G.4 \u2018My love gave me a gay gowd ring;\nThat was to rule abune a\u2019 thing.\u2019\n17G.5 \u2018As lang as that ring keeps new in hue,\nYe may ken that your love loves you.\n17G.6 \u2018But whan that ring turns pale and wan,\nYe may ken that your love loves anither man.\u2019\n17G.7 He hoisted up his sails, and away sailed he,\nTill that he cam to a foreign countrie.\n17G.8 He looked at his ring; it was turnd pale and wan;\nHe said, \u2018I wish I war at hame again.\u2019\n17G.9 He hoisted up his sails, and hame sailed he,\nUntil that he came to his ain countrie.\n17G.10 The first ane that he met wi\nWas wi a puir auld beggar man.\n17G.11 \u2018What news, what news, my silly old man?\nWhat news hae ye got to tell to me?\u2019\n17G.12 \u2018Na news, na news,\u2019 the puir man did say,\n\u2018But this is our queen\u2019s wedding day.\u2019\n17G.13 \u2018Ye\u2019ll lend me your begging weed,\nAnd I\u2019ll gie you my riding steed.\u2019\n17G.14 \u2018My begging weed is na for thee,\nYour riding steed is na for me.\u2019\n17G.15 But he has changed wi the beggar man,\n. . . . .\n17G.16 \u2018Which is the gate that ye used to gae?\nAnd what are the words ye beg wi?\u2019\n17G.17 \u2018Whan ye come to yon high hill,\nYe\u2019ll draw your bent bow nigh until.\n17G.18 \u2018Whan ye come to yonder town,\nYe\u2019ll let your bent bow low fall down.\n17G.19 \u2018Ye\u2019ll seek meat for St Peter, ask for St Paul,\nAnd seek for the sake of Hynde Horn all.\n17G.20 \u2018But tak ye frae nane of them a\u2019,\nTill ye get frae the bonnie bride hersel O.\u2019\n17G.21 Whan he cam to yon high hill,\nHe drew his bent bow nigh until.\n17G.22 And whan he cam to yonder town,\nHe lute his bent bow low fall down.\n17G.23 He saught meat for St Peter, he askd for St Paul,\nAnd he sought for the sake of Hynde Horn all.\n17G.24 But he would tak frae nane o them a\u2019,\nTill he got frae the bonnie bride hersel O.\n17G.25 The bride cam tripping doun the stair,\nWi the scales o red gowd on her hair.\n17G.26 Wi a glass of red wine in her hand,\nTo gie to the puir auld beggar man.\n17G.27 It\u2019s out he drank the glass o wine,\nAnd into the glass he dropt the ring.\n17G.28 \u2018Got ye\u2019t by sea, or got ye\u2019t by land,\nOr got ye\u2019t aff a drownd man\u2019s hand?\u2019\n17G.29 \u2018I got na\u2019t by sea, I got na\u2019t by land,\nNor got I it off a drownd man\u2019s hand.\n17G.30 \u2018But I got it at my wooing,\nAnd I\u2019ll gie it at your wedding.\u2019\n17G.31 \u2018I\u2019ll tak the scales o gowd frae my head,\nI\u2019ll follow you, and beg my bread.\n17G.32 \u2018I\u2019ll tak the scales of gowd frae my hair,\nI\u2019ll follow you, for evermair.\u2019\n17G.33 She has tane the scales o gowd frae her head,\nShe has followed him to beg her bread.\n17G.34 She has tane the scales o gowd frae her hair,\nAnd she has followed him for evermair.\n17G.35 But atween the kitchen and the ha,\nThere he lute his cloutie cloak fa.\n17G.36 And the red gowd shined oure him a\u2019,\nAnd the bride frae the bridegroom was stown awa.\n17H: Hind Horn\n17H.1 \u2018HYND HORN fair, and Hynd Horn free,\nO where were you born, in what countrie?\u2019\n17H.2 \u2018In gude greenwood, there I was born,\nAnd all my forbears me beforn.\n17H.3 \u2018O seven years I served the king,\nAnd as for wages, I never gat nane;\n17H.4 \u2018But ae sight o his ae daughter,\nAnd that was thro an augre bore.\n17H.5 \u2018My love gae me a siller wand,\n\u2019Twas to rule ower a\u2019 Scotland.\n17H.6 \u2018And she gae me a gay gowd ring,\nThe virtue o\u2019t was above a\u2019 thing.\u2019\n17H.7 \u2018As lang\u2019s this ring it keeps the hue,\nYe\u2019ll know I am a lover true:\n17H.8 \u2018But when the ring turns pale and wan,\nYe\u2019ll know I love another man.\u2019\n17H.9 He hoist up sails, and awa saild he,\nAnd saild into a far countrie.\n17H.10 And when he lookd upon his ring,\nHe knew she loved another man.\n17H.11 He hoist up sails and home came he,\nHome unto his ain countrie.\n17H.12 The first he met on his own land,\nIt chancd to be a beggar man.\n17H.13 \u2018What news, what news, my gude auld man?\nWhat news, what news, hae ye to me?\u2019\n17H.14 \u2018Nae news, nae news,\u2019 said the auld man,\n\u2018The morn\u2019s our queen\u2019s wedding day.\u2019\n17H.15 \u2018Will ye lend me your begging weed?\nAnd I\u2019ll lend you my riding steed.\u2019\n17H.16 \u2018My begging weed will ill suit thee,\nAnd your riding steed will ill suit me.\u2019\n17H.17 But part be right, and part be wrang,\nFrae the beggar man the cloak he wan.\n17H.18 \u2018Auld man, come tell to me your leed;\nWhat news ye gie when ye beg your bread.\u2019\n17H.19 \u2018As ye walk up unto the hill,\nYour pike staff ye lend ye till.\n17H.20 \u2018But whan ye come near by the yett,\nStraight to them ye will upstep.\n17H.21 \u2018Take nane frae Peter, nor frae Paul,\nNane frae high or low o them all.\n17H.22 \u2018And frae them all ye will take nane,\nUntil it comes frae the bride\u2019s ain hand.\u2019\n17H.23 He took nane frae Peter nor frae Paul,\nNane frae the high nor low o them all.\n17H.24 And frae them all he would take nane,\nUntil it came frae the bride\u2019s ain hand.\n17H.25 The bride came tripping down the stair,\nThe combs o red gowd in her hair.\n17H.26 A cup o red wine in her hand,\nAnd that she gae to the beggar man.\n17H.27 Out o the cup he drank the wine,\nAnd into the cup he dropt the ring.\n17H.28 \u2018O got ye\u2019t by sea, or got ye\u2019t by land,\nOr got ye\u2019t on a drownd man\u2019s hand?\u2019\n17H.29 \u2018I got it not by sea, nor got it by land,\nNor got I it on a drownd man\u2019s hand.\n17H.30 \u2018But I got it at my wooing gay,\nAnd I\u2019ll gie\u2019t you on your wedding day.\u2019\n17H.31 \u2018I\u2019ll take the red gowd frae my head,\nAnd follow you, and beg my bread.\n17H.32 \u2018I\u2019ll take the red gowd frae my hair,\nAnd follow you for evermair.\u2019\n17H.33 Atween the kitchen and the ha,\nHe loot his cloutie cloak down fa.\n17H.34 And wi red gowd shone ower them a\u2019,\nAnd frae the bridegroom the bride he sta.\n17[I]: Hind Horn\n17[I.1] * * * *\nShe gave him a gay gold ring,\nRefrain: Hey lillelu and how lo lan\n17[I.1] But he gave her a far better thing.\nRefrain: With my hey down and a hey diddle downie\n17[I.2] He gave her a silver wan,\nWith nine bright laverocks thereupon.\n* * * * *\n17[I.3] Young Hynd Horn is come to the lan,\nThere he met a beggar man.\n17[I.4] \u2018What news, what news do ye betide?\u2019\n\u2018Na news but Jeanie\u2019s the prince\u2019s bride.\u2019\n17[I.5] \u2018Wilt thou give me thy begging weed?\nAnd I\u2019ll give thee my good grey steed.\n17[I.6] \u2018Wilt thou give me thy auld grey hair?\nAnd I\u2019ll give ye mine that is thrice as fair.\u2019\n17[I.7] The beggar he got on for to ride,\nBut young Hynd Horn is bound for the bride.\n17[I.8] First the news came to the ha,\nThen to the room mang the gentles a\u2019.\n17[I.9] \u2018There stands a beggar at our gate,\nAsking a drink for young Hynd Horn\u2019s sake.\u2019\n17[I.10] \u2018I\u2019ll ga through nine fires hot\nTo give him a drink for young Hynd Horn\u2019s sake.\u2019\n17[I.11] She gave him the drink, and he dropt in the ring;\nThey lady turned baith pale an wan.\n17[I.12] \u2018Oh got ye it by sea, or got ye it by lan?\nOr got ye it off some dead man\u2019s han?\u2019\n17[I.13] \u2018I got it not by sea, nor I got it not by lan,\nBut I got it off thy milk-white han.\u2019\n17[I.14] \u2018I\u2019ll cast off my dress of red,\nAnd I\u2019ll go with thee and beg my bread.\n17[I.15] \u2018I\u2019ll cast off my dress of brown,\nAnd follow you from city to town.\n17[I.16] \u2018I\u2019ll cast off my dress of green,\nFor I am not ashamed with you to be seen.\u2019\n17[I.17] \u2018You need not cast off your dress of red,\nFor I can support thee on both wine and bread.\n17[I.18] \u2018You need not cast off your dress of brown,\nFor I can keep you a lady in any town.\n17[I.19] \u2018You need not cast off your dress of green,\nFor I can maintain you as gay as a queen.\u2019","title":"The Child Ballads: 17. Hind Horn","type":"page"}