{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch183.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch183.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch183.htm","text":"183A.1 \u2018TURN, Willie Macintosh,\nTurn, I bid you;\nGin ye burn Auchindown,\nHuntly will head you.\u2019\n183A.2 \u2018Head me or hang me,\nThat canna fley me;\nI\u2019ll burn Auchendown\nEre the life lea me.\u2019\n183A.3 Coming down Deeside,\nIn a clear morning,\nAuchindown was in flame,\nEre the cock-crawing.\n183A.4 But coming oer Cairn Croom,\nAnd looking down, man,\nI saw Willie Macintosh\nBurn Auchindown, man,\n183A.5 \u2018Bonny Willie Macintosh,\nWhare left ye your men?\u2019\n\u2018I left them in the Stapler,\nBut they\u2019ll never come hame.\u2019\n183A.6 \u2018Bonny Willie Macintosh,\nWhare now is your men?\u2019\n\u2018I left them in the Stapler,\nSleeping in their sheen.\u2019\n183B: Willie Macintosh\n183B.1 AS I came in by Fiddich-side,\nIn a May morning,\nI met Willie Mackintosh,\nAn hour before the dawning.\n183B.2 \u2018Turn again, turn again,\nTurn again, I bid ye;\nIf ye burn Auchindown,\nHuntly he will head ye.\u2019\n183B.3 \u2018Head me, hang me,\nThat sall never fear me;\nI\u2019ll burn Auchindown\nBefore the life leaves me.\u2019\n183B.4 As I came in by Auchindown,\nIn a may morning,\nAuchindown was in a bleeze,\nAn hour before the dawning.\n* * * * *\n183B.5 Crawing, crawing,\nFor my crowse crawing,\nI lost the best feather i my wing\nFor my crowse crawing.","title":"The Child Ballads: 183. Willie Macintosh","type":"page"}