{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch280.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch280.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch280.htm","text":"280A.1 SHIPERDRR-rrBOY, what is yer trade?\nOr what way do ye wine yer bread?\nOr what way do ye wine yer bread,\nFan the kipeng nout gies over?\n280A.2 \u2018Spindels an forls it is my trade,\nAn bits o sticks to them who need,\nWhilk is a gentell trade indeed;\nBony lassie, cane ye lea me?\u2019\n280A.3 \u2018I lea you as I supos\nRachell loved Jacob of old,\nAs Jason loied his flice of gould,\nSae dearly do I lea ye.\n280A.4 \u2018Ye cast off yer clouty coat,\nAn ye pitt one my scarlett cloke,\nAn I will follou you just att the back,\nBecass ye are a bonny laddie.\u2019\n280A.5 He cust off his cloutty coat,\nAn he patt on her scarlet cloke,\nAn she folloued him just att the back,\nBecaus he was a bonny laddie.\n280A.6 They gaed on, an forder on,\nTill they came to yon borrous-toun;\nShe bought a loaf an they both satt doun,\nBat she ate no we her laddie.\n280A.7 They gaed on, an forder one,\nTill they came to the nest borrous-toun;\nI wat the lassie louked doun,\nFor the following of her laddie.\n280A.8 \u2018O if I wer on the head of yon hill,\nTher I wad greet my fill,\nFor the follouing of my laddie.\u2019\n280A.9 \u2018O had yer toung, my dearest dear,\nI ill ha ye back as I brought ye hear,\nFor I canna bear yer morning.\u2019\n280A.10 \u2018O had yer toung, my dearest dear,\nI will gae throu the warld baith far an near,\nBecaus ye\u2019r a bonny ladie.\u2019\n280A.11 They gad on, an forder on,\nTill they came to his father\u2019s haa,\nAn he knoked ther fue loudly.\n280A.12 \u2018O had ye hand, my dear[est] dear,\nAn dou not knoke sae loudly,\nFor fear they sud be angry.\u2019\n280A.13 Four-an-tuenty gentelmen\nThey conved the beager ben,\nAn as mony gay lad s\nConved the beager\u2019s lassie.\n280A.14 His brother lead her throu the haa:\n\u2018I wis, brother, we had beagged a\u2019,\nFor sick a bonny lassie.\u2019\n280A.15 That smae night she was bedded,\nAn the nist morning she was wedded;\nShe came to gued by grait misgiding,\nBy the follouing of her laddie.\n280B: The Beggar-Laddie\n280B.1 \u2019TWAS on a day in the month o June\n. . . . . . .\n. . . . . . . .\nWhen Phoebus shines sae clearly.\n280B.2 . . . . . . . .\n. . . . . . .\nShe says, My dear, what is your trade\nWhen thiggin ye give over?\n280B.3 \u2018Spinls and forls is my trade,\nWi bits o sticks I win my bread,\nAn O it is a winnin trade;\nBonnie lassie, can ye loo me?\u2019\nAn O it is, etc.\n280B.4 \u2018O I can love ye manyfold,\nAs Jacob loved Rachel of old,\nAnd as Jessie loved the cups o gold;\nMy dear, can ye believe me?\u2019\nAs Jessie, etc.\n280B.5 \u2018It\u2019s ye\u2019ll tak aff the robes o red,\nAn ye\u2019ll pit on the beggin-weed,\nAn ye\u2019ll gang wi me an ye\u2019ll beg your bread,\nAn ye\u2019ll be the beggar\u2019s dawtie.\u2019\n280B.6 When they cam to yon borough-toon,\nThey bocht a loaf an they baith sat doon,\nThey bocht a loaf an they baith sat doon,\nAn the lassie ate wi her laddie.\n280B.7 When they cam to yon grassy hill,\nWhere spotted flocks do feed their fill,\n\u2018I\u2019ll sit me doon an I\u2019ll greet a while,\nFor the followin o my laddie.\u2019\n280B.8 \u2018It\u2019s ye\u2019ll tak aff yer beggin-weed,\nAn ye\u2019ll pit on the goons o red,\nAn ye-ll gang ye back the road ye cam\nFor I canna bide yer greetin.\u2019\n280B.9 \u2018Betide me weel, betide me woe,\nIt\u2019s wi the beggar an I\u2019ll go,\nAn I\u2019ll follow him through frost an snow,\nAn I\u2019ll be the beggar\u2019s dawtie.\u2019\n280B.10 When they cam to yonder ha,\nHe knockit loud an sair did ca;\nShe says, My dear, we\u2019ll be foun in fa\nFor knockin here sae loudly.\n280B.11 Four-an-twenty gentlemen\nCam a\u2019 to welcome the beggar in,\nAn as monie fair ladies gay\nTo welcome \u2019s bonnie lassie.\n280B.12 When at he gied through the ha,\nTney a\u2019 did laugh, they were like to fa,\nSayin, Brither, I wish we had beggit a\u2019,\nFor sic a bonnie lassie.\n280B.13 \u2018The streen ye was the beggar\u2019s bride,\nAn noo this nicht ye\u2019ll lie by my side,\nCome weel, come woe, whateer betide,\nAn ye\u2019ll be aye my dawtie.\u2019\n280C: The Beggar-Laddie\n280C.1 DOWN in yonder garden gay,\nWhere many a ladie does repair,\nWhere many a ladie does repair,\nPuing of flowers sae bonnie.\n280C.2 \u2018O do you see yon shepherd\u2019s son,\nFeeding his flocks in yonder loan,\nFeeding his flocks in yonder loan?\nVow but he feeds them bonnie!\u2019\n280C.3 \u2018O laddie, laddie, what is your trade?\nOr by what means do you win your bread?\nOr by what means do you win your bread?\nO laddie, tell unto me.\u2019\n280C.4 \u2018By making spindles is my trade,\nOr whorles in the time o need,\nAnd by which ways I do win my bread:\nO lady, do you love me?\u2019\n280C.5 \u2018As Judas loved a piece of gold,\nAs Jacob loved Rachel of old,\nAs Jacob loved Rachel of old,\nO laddie, I do love thee.\u2019\n280C.6 \u2018You must put off your robes of silk,\nYou must put on my cloutit claes,\nAnd follow me hard at by back,\nAnd ye\u2019ll be my beggar-lassie.\u2019\n280C.7 She\u2019s put aff her robes of silk,\nAnd sh\u2019s put on his cloutit claes,\nAnd she\u2019s followed him hard at his back,\nAnd she\u2019s been his beggar-lassie.\n280C.8 O when they cam to [the] borrowstoun,\nVow but the lassie lookit doun!\nVow but the lassie lookit doun!\nFollowing her beggar-laddie.\n280C.9 O when they cam to Stirling toun,\nHe coft a loaf and they baith sat doun,\nHe coft a loaf and they baith sat doun,\nAnd she\u2019s eaten wi her beggar-laddie.\n280C.10 \u2018O do you see yon hie, hie hill,\nWhere the corn grows baith rank and tall?\nIf I was ther, I would greet my fill,\nWhere naebody wuld see me.\u2019\n280C.11 When they came to his brother\u2019s hall,\nVow but he chappit loud and schill!\n\u2018Don\u2019t chap sea loud,\u2019 the lassie said,\n\u2018For we may be fund faut wi.\u2019\n280C.12 r-and-twenty gentlemen,\nAnd twice as many gay ladies,\nAnd twice as many gay ladies,\nCame to welcome in the lassie.\n280C.13 His brother led her thro the hall,\nWith laughter he was like to fall;\nHe said, I think we should beg it all,\nFor she is a bonnie lassie.\n280C.14 \u2018You must put aff your cloutit claes,\nYou must put on your robes of silk,\nYou must put on your robes of silk,\nFor ye are a young knicht\u2019s ladye.\u2019\n280D: The Beggar-Laddie\n280D.1 \u2019TWAS in the pleasant month of June,\nWhen woods and valleys a\u2019 grow green,\nAnd valiant ladies walk alane,\nWhile Phoebus shines soe clearly.\nAnd valiant ladies, etc.\n280D.2 Out-ower yon den I spied a swain,\nWi a shepherd\u2019s club into his han;\nHe was driving ewes out-ower yon knowes,\nAnd said, Lassie, I could love you.\nHe was driving ewes, etc.\n280D.3 \u2018Oh, I could love you manifold,\nAs Jacob lovd Rachel of old,\nAs Jesse lovd the fields of gold,\nSo dearly could I love you.\n280D.4 \u2018In ha\u2019s and chambers ye\u2019se be laid,\nIn silks and cambrics ye\u2019se be clade,\nAn wi the finest ye\u2019se be fed,\nMy dear, gin ye would believe me.\u2019\n280D.5 \u2018Your ha\u2019s and chambers ye\u2019ll soon sweep clean,\nWi your flattering tongue now let me alane;\nYou are designd to do me wrang,\nAwa, young man, and leave me.\n280D.6 \u2018But tell me now what is your trade,\nWhen you\u2019ve given over sheep and club?\u2019\n. . . . . . . .\n. . . . . . . .\n280D.7 \u2018By making besoms I win by bread,\nAnd spindles and whorles in time o need;\nIsn\u2019t that a gentle trade indeed?\nBonnie lassie, can you loe me?\n280D.8 \u2018Will ye cast aff your mantle black\nAnd put on you a clouty cloak,\nAnd follow me close at the back,\nThe gaberlunyie-laddie?\u2019\n280D.9 n she coost aff her mantle black,\nAnd she put on a clouty cloak,\nAnd she followd him close at the back,\nHer gaberlunyie-laddie.\n280D.10 As they gaed through youn borough-town,\nFor shame the lassie lookit down,\nBut they bought a loaf and they both sat down,\nAnd the lassie ate wi her laddie.\n280D.11 When they came to his father\u2019s gate,\nSae loudly as he rappd thereat;\n\u2018My dear,\u2019 said she, \u2019ye\u2019ll be found in faut\nFor rapping there sae loudly.\u2019\n280D.12 Then four-and-twenty gentlemen\nConvoyd the gentle beggar ben,\nAnd aye as mony gay ladies\nConvoyd the bonny lassie.\n280D.13 n they were come into the ha,\nWi laughter a\u2019 were like to fa:\n\u2018I wish, dear brother, we had begg d a\u2019,\nFor sic a bonnie lassie.\u2019\n280D.14 Then as he stood amang them a\u2019,\nHe let his meal-pocks a\u2019 down fa,\nAnd in red gowd he shone oer them a\u2019,\nAnd she was a young knight\u2019s lady.\n280D.15 Yestreen she was the begger\u2019s bride,\nAs his wife she now stood by his side,\nAnd for a\u2019 the lassie\u2019s ill misguide,\nShe\u2019s now the young knight\u2019s lady.\n280E: The Beggar-Laddie\n280E.1 \u2019TWAS in the merry month of June,\nWhen woods and gardens were all in bloom,\nWhen woods and gardens were all in bloom,\nAnd Ph\u2019qbus shining clearly.\n280E.2 Did you not see your shepherd-swain,\nFeeding his flocks upon the plain,\nFeeding his flocks all one by one,\nAnd keeping them together?\n280E.3 Did you not see yon bonny green,\nWhere dukes and lords and my love hath been,\nWhere dukes and lords and my love hath been,\nAnd Ph\u2019qbus shining clearly?\n280E.4 \u2018O shepherd, shepherd, tell me indeed\nWhich is the way you dou win your bread,\nWhich is the way you dou win your bread,\nWhen feeding you give over?\u2019\n280E.5 \u2018By making spindles I win my bread,\nBy turning whorles in time of need,\nBy turning whorles in time of need,\nSay, lassy, can you love me?\u2019\n280E.6 \u2018I could love you manifold,\nAs Jacob loved Rachel of old,\nAs Jacob loved Rachel of old,\nSo dearly could I love you.\u2019\n280E.7 \u2018You must cast off these robes of silk,\nAnd put about my shepherd\u2019s cloak,\nAnd you must walk down at my back,\nLike a shepherd\u2019s bonny lassie.\u2019\n280E.8 She has cast off her robes of silk,\nAnd put about his shepherd\u2019s cloak,\nAnd she has walkd down at his back,\nLike a shepherd\u2019s bonny lassie.\n280E.9 O they walked up, and they walked down,\nTill this fair maiden she\u2019s wearyed grown;\nSays she, My dear, we\u2019ll go to some town,\nAnd there tak up our lodgings.\n280E.10 O whan they cam to his father\u2019s gate,\nSae loudly, loudly as he did rap;\nSays she, My dear, we\u2019ll be found in fault\nFor rapping here sae boldly.\n280E.11 But whan they cam to his father\u2019s hall,\nO loud, loud laughter they laughed all,\nSaying, Brother, I wish we had herded all,\nYe\u2019ve got sic an a bonny lassie.\n280E.12 Now this young couple they were wed,\nAnd all the way the flowers were spread,\nFor in disguise they were married;\nShe\u2019s now the young squire\u2019s lady.","title":"The Child Ballads: 280. The Beggar-Laddie","type":"page"}