{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch095.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch095.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch095.htm","text":"95A.1 * * * *\n\u2018O GOOD Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,\nPeace for a little while!\nMethinks I see my own father,\nCome riding by the stile.\n95A.2 \u2018Oh father, oh father, a little of your gold,\nAnd likewise of your fee!\nTo keep my body from yonder grave,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree.\u2019\n95A.3 \u2018None of my gold now you shall have,\nNor likewise of my fee;\nFor I am come to see you hangd,\nAnd hanged you shall be.\u2019\n95A.4 \u2018Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,\nPeace for a little while!\nMethinks I see my own mother,\nCome riding by the stile.\n95A.5 \u2018Oh mother, oh mother, a little of your gold,\nAnd likewise of your fee,\nTo keep my body from yonder grave,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree!\u2019\n95A.6 \u2018None of my gold now shall you have,\nNor likewise of my fee;\nFor I am come to see you hangd,\nAnd hanged you shall be.\u2019\n95A.7 \u2018Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,\nPeace for a little while!\nMethinks I see my own brother,\nCome riding by the stile.\n95A.8 \u2018Oh brother, oh brother, a little of your gold,\nAnd likewise of your fee,\nTo keep my body from yonder grave,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree!\u2019\n95A.9 \u2018None of my gold now shall you have,\nNor likewise of my fee;\nFor I am come to see you hangd,\nAnd hanged you shall be.\u2019\n95A.10 \u2018Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,\nPeace for a little while!\nMethinks I see my own sister,\nCome riding by the stile.\n95A.11 \u2018Oh sister, oh sister, a little of your gold,\nAnd likewise of your fee,\nTo keep my body from yonder grave,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree!\u2019\n95A.12 \u2018None of my gold now shall you have,\nNor likewise of my fee;\nFor I am come to see you hangd,\nAnd hanged you shall be.\u2019\n95A.13 \u2018Oh good Lord Judge, and sweet Lord Judge,\nPeace for a little while!\nMethinks I see my own true-love,\nCome riding by the stile.\n95A.14 \u2018Oh true-love, oh true-love, a little of your gold,\nAnd likewise of your fee,\nTo save my body from yonder grave,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree.\u2019\n95A.15 \u2018Some of my gold now you shall have,\nAnd likewise of my fee,\nFor I am come to see you saved,\nAnd saved you shall be.\u2019\n95B: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95B.1 \u2018ITRR\u2019rrS hold your hand, dear judge,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018O hold your hand for a while!\nFor yonder I see my father a coming,\nRiding many\u2019s the mile.\n95B.2 \u2018Have you any gold, father?\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Or have you any fee?\nOr did you come to see your own daughter a hanging,\nLike a dog, upon a tree?\u2019\n95B.3 \u2018I have no gold, daughter,\u2019 he says,\n\u2018Neither have I any fee;\nBut I am come to see my ain daughter hanged,\nAnd hanged she shall be.\u2019\n95B.4 \u2018Hey the broom, and the bonny, bonny broom,\nThe broom o the Cauthery Knowes!\nI wish I were at hame again,\nMilking my ain daddie\u2019s ewes.\n95B.5 \u2018Hold your hand, dear judge,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018O hold your hand for a while!\nFor yonder I see my own mother coming,\nRiding full many a mile.\n95B.6 \u2018Have you any gold, mother?\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Or have you any fee?\nOr did you come to see your own daughter hanged,\nLike a dog, upon a tree?\u2019\n95B.7 \u2018I have no gold, daughter,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Neither have I any fee;\nBut I am come to see my own daughter hanged,\nAnd hanged she shall be.\u2019\n95B.8 \u2018Hey the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom,\nThe broom o the Cauthery Knowes!\nI wish I were at hame again,\nMilking my ain daddie\u2019s ewes.\n95B.9 \u2018Hold your hand, dear judge,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018O hold your hand for a while!\nFor yonder I see my ae brother a coming,\nRiding many\u2019s the mile.\n95B.10 \u2018Have you any gold, brother?\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Or have you any fee?\nOr did you come to see your ain sister a hanging,\nLike a dog, upon a tree?\u2019\n95B.11 \u2018I have no gold, sister,\u2019 he says,\n\u2018Nor have I any fee\u2019\nBut I am come to see my ain sister hanged,\nAnd hanged she shall be.\u2019\n95B.12 \u2018Hey the broom, the bonnie, bonnie broom,\nThe broom o the Cathery Knowes!\nI wish I were at hame again,\nMilking my ain daddie\u2019s ewes.\n95B.13 \u2018Hold your hand, dear judge,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018O hold your hand for a while!\nFor yonder I see my own true-love coming,\nRiding full many a mile.\n95B.14 \u2018Have you any gold, my true-love?\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Or have you any fee?\nOr have you come to see your own love hanged,\nLike a dog, upon a tree?\u2019\n* * * * *\n95C: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95C.1 \u2018HOLD up thy hand, most righteous judge,\nHold up thy hand a while!\nFor here I see my own dear father,\nCome tumbling over the stile.\n95C.2 \u2018Oh hast thou brought me silver or gold,\nOr jewels, to set me free?\nOr hast thou come to see me hung?\nFor hanged I shall be.\n95C.3 \u2018If I could get out of this prickly bush,\nThat prickles my heart so sore,\nIf I could get out of this prickly bush,\nI\u2019d never get in it no more.\u2019\n95C.4 \u2018Oh I have brought nor silver nor gold,\nNor jewels, to set thee free;\nBut I have come to see thee hung,\nFor hanged thou shall be.\n* * * * *\n95C.5 \u2018It\u2019s I have brought thee silver and gold,\nAnd jewels, to set thee free;\nI have not come to see thee hung,\nFor hanged thou shall not be.\u2019\n95C.6 \u2018Now I have got out of this prickly bush,\nThat prickled my heart so sore,\nAnd I have got out of this prickly bush,\nI\u2019ll never get in it no more.\u2019\n95D: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95D.1 . . . . .\n\u2018O had your hand a while!\nFor yonder comes my father,\nI\u2019m sure he\u2019l borrow me.\n95D.2 \u2018O some of your goud, father,\nAn of your well won fee!\nTo save me [frae the high hill],\n[And] frae the gallow-tree.\u2019\n95D.3 \u2018Ye\u2019se get nane of my goud,\nNor of my well won fee,\nFor I would gie five hundred poun\nTo see ye hangit hie.\u2019\n95D.4 . . . . .\n\u2018O had yer hand a while!\nYonder is my love Willie,\nSure he will borrow me.\n95D.5 \u2018O some o your goud, my love Willie,\nAn some o yer well won fee!\nTo save me frae the high hill,\nAnd frae the gallow-tree.\u2019\n95D.6 \u2018Ye\u2019se get a\u2019 my goud,\nAnd a\u2019 my well won fee,\nTo save ye fra the headin-hill,\nAnd frae the gallow-tree.\u2019\n95E: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95E.1 \u2018HOLD your hands, ye justice o peace,\nHold them a little while!\nFor yonder comes my father and mother,\nThat\u2019s travelld mony a mile.\n95E.2 \u2018Gie me some o your gowd, parents,\nSome o your white monie,\nTo save me frae the head o yon hill,\nYon greenwood gallows-tree.\u2019\n95E.3 \u2018Ye\u2019ll get nane o our gowd, daughter,\nNor nane o our white monie,\nFor we have travelld mony a mile,\nThis day to see you die.\u2019\n95E.4 \u2018Hold your hands, ye justice o peace,\nHold them a little while!\nFor yonder comes him Warenston,\nThe father of my chile.\n95E.5 \u2018Give me some o your gowd, Warenston,\nSome o your white monie,\nTo save me frae the head o yon hill,\nYon greenwood gallows-tree.\u2019\n95E.6 \u2018I bade you nurse my bairn well,\nAnd nurse it carefullie,\nAnd gowd shoud been your hire, Maisry,\nAnd my body your fee.\u2019\n95E.7 He\u2019s taen out a purse o gowd,\nAnother o white monie,\nAnd he\u2019s tauld down ten thousand crowns,\nSays, True-love, gang wi me.\n95F: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95F.TOP, stop, . . .\n. . . . .\nI think I see my father coming,\n. . . . .\n95F.2 \u2018O hae ye brocht my silken cloak,\nOr my golden key?\nOr hae ye come to see he hanged,\nOn this green gallows-tree?\u2019\n95F.3 \u2018I\u2019ve neither brocht your silken cloak,\nNor your golden key,\nBut I have come to see you hanged,\nOn this green gallows-tree.\u2019\n* * * * *\n95F.4 \u2018I\u2019ve neither brocht your silken cloak,\nNor your golden key,\nBut I am come to set you free\nFrom this green gallows-tree.\u2019\n95G: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95G.ANGMAN, hangman, stop a minute,\n. . . . .\nI think I see my father coming,\n. . . . .\n95G.2 \u2018Father, father, have you found the key,\nAnd have you come to set me free?\nOr have you come to see me hanged,\nUpon this gallows-tree?\u2019\n* * * * *\n95G.3 \u2018I have not come to see you hanged,\nUpon the gallows-tree,\nFor I have found the golden key,\u2019\n. . . . .\n95H: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95H.TOP, stop! . . .\n. . . . .\nI think I see my mother coming,\n. . . . .\n95H.2 \u2018Oh mother, hast brought my golden ball,\nAnd come to set me free?\n. . . . .\n. . . . .\n95H.3 \u2018I\u2019ve neither brought thy golden ball,\nNor come to set thee free,\nBut I have come to see thee hung,\nUpon this gallows-tree.\u2019\n95H.4 \u2018Stop, stop! . . .\n. . . . .\nI think I see my father coming,\n. . . . .\n95H.5 \u2018O father, hast brought my golden ball,\nAnd come to set me free?\n. . . . .\n. . . . .\n95H.6 \u2018I\u2019ve neither brought thy golden ball,\nNor come to set thee free,\nBut I have come to see thee hung,\nUpon this gallows-tree.\u2019\n95H.7 \u2018Stop, stop! . . .\n. . . . .\nI see my sweet-heart coming,\n. . . . .\n95H.8 \u2018Sweet-heart, hast brought my golden ball,\nAnd come to set me free?\n. . . . .\n. . . . .\n95H.9 \u2018Aye, I have brought thy golden ball,\nAnd come to set thee free;\nI have not come to see thee hung,\nUpon this gallows-tree.\u2019\n95[I]: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95[I].1 \u2018Hold your tongue, Lord Judge,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Yet hold it a little while;\nMethinks I see my ain dear father\nComing wandering many a mile.\n95[I.2] \u2018O have you brought me gold, father?\nOr have you brought me fee?\nOr are you come to save my life\nFrom off this gallows-tree?\u2019\n95[I.3] \u2018I have not brought you gold, daughter,\nNor have I brought you fee,\nBut I am come to see you hangd,\nAs you this day shall be.\u2019\n* * * * *\n95[I.4] \u2018I have not brought you gold, true-love,\nNor yet have I brought fee,\nBut I am come to save thy life\nFrom off this gallows-tree.\u2019\n95[I.5] \u2018Gae hame, gae hame, father,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Gae hame and saw yer seed;\nAnd I wish not a pickle of it may grow up,\nBut the thistle and the weed.\n95[I.6] \u2018Gae hame, gae hame, gae hame, mother,\nGae hame and brew yer yill;\nAnd I wish the girds may a\u2019 loup off,\nAnd the Deil spill a\u2019 yer yill.\n95[I.7] \u2018Gae hame, gae hame, gae hame, brother,\nGae hame and lie with yer wife;\nAnd I wish that the first news I may hear\nThat she has tane your life.\n95[I.8] \u2018Gae hame, gae hame, sister,\u2019 she says,\n\u2018Gae hame and sew yer seam;\nI wish that the needle-point may break,\nAnd the craws pyke out yer een.\u2019\n95[J]: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95[J].1 \u2018Hold up, hold up your hands so high!\nHold up your hands so high!\nFor I think I see my own father\nComing over yonder stile to me.\n95[J.2] \u2018Oh father, have you got any gold for me?\nAny money for to pay me free?\nTo keep my body from the cold clay ground,\nAnd my neck from the gallows-tree?\u2019\n95[J.3] \u2018Oh no, I\u2019ve got no gold for thee,\nNo money for to pay thee free,\nFor I\u2019ve come to see thee hangd this day,\nAnd hang d thou shalt be.\u2019\n95[J.4] \u2018Oh the briers, prickly briers,\nCome prick my heart so sore;\nI ever I get from the gallows-tree,\nI\u2019ll never get there any more.\u2019\n* * * * *\n95[J.5] \u2018Oh yes, I\u2019ve got some gold for thee,\nSome money for to pay thee free;\nI\u2019ll save thy body from the cold clay ground,\nAnd thy neck from the gallows-tree.\u2019\n95[J.6] \u2018Oh the briers, prickly briers,\nDon\u2019t prick my heart any more;\nFor now I\u2019ve got from the gallows\u2019tree\nI\u2019ll never get there any more.\u2019\n95[K]: The Maid Freed From the Gallows\n95[K].1 \u2018O hangman, hold thy hand,\u2019 he cried,\n\u2018O hold thy hand awhile,\nFor I can see my own dear father\nComing over yonder stile.\n95[K.2] \u2018O father, have you brought me gold?\nOr will you set me free?\nOr be you come to see me hung,\nAll on this high gallows-tree?\u2019\n95[K.3] \u2018No, I have not brought thee gold,\nAnd I will not set thee free,\nBut I am come to see thee hung,\nAll on this high gallows-tree.\u2019\n95[K.4] \u2018Oh, the prickly bush, the prickly bush,\nIt pricked my heart full sore;\nIf ever I get out of the prickly bush,\nI\u2019ll never get in any more.\u2019\n95[K.5] \u2018Yes, I have brought thee gold,\u2019 she cried,\n\u2018And I will set thee free,\nAnd I am come, but not to see thee hung\nAll on this high gallous-tree.\u2019\n\u2018Oh, the prickly bush,\u2019 etc.","title":"The Child Ballads: 95. The Maid Freed From the Gallows","type":"page"}