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THE BROOM OF COWDENKNOWS—J

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Kinloch MSS, VI, 11; in the handwriting of Dr Joseph Robertson, and given him by his mother, Christian Leslie.

1

It was a dark and a misty night,
[OMITTED]
And by came a troop o gentlemen,
Said, Lassie, shew me the way.

2

‘Oh well ken I by your silk mantle,
And by your grass-green sleeve,
That you are the maid of the Cowdenknows,
And may well seem to be.’

3

‘I'm nae the maid of the Cowdenknows,
Nor ever think to be;
I am but ane of her hirewomen,
Rides aft in her companie.

4

‘Oh well do I ken by your milk-white steed,
And by your merry winking ee,
That you are the laird of Lochinvar,
And may well seem to be.’

5

‘I'm nae the laird of Lochinvar,
Nor may well seem to be;
But I am one of his merry young men,
And am oft in his companie.’
[OMITTED]

6

‘The tod was among your sheep, father,’
You may look forth and see;
And before he had taen the lamb he's taen
I had rather he had taen three.’

7

When twenty weeks were come and gane,
Twenty weeks and three,
The lassie she turned pale and wan
[OMITTED]

8

[OMITTED]
And was caain out her father's kye,
When by came a troop of gentlemen,
Were riding along the way.

9

‘Fair may it fa thee, weel-fa'it may!
Wha's aught the bairn ye're wi?’
‘O I hae a husband o my ain,
To father my bairn te.’

10

‘You lie, you lie, you well-far'd may,
Sae loud's I hear you lie!
Do you mind the dark and misty night
I was in the bught wi thee?’

11

‘Oh well do I ken by your milk-white steed,
And by your merry winkin ee,
That you are the laird of Lochinvar,
That was in the bught wi me.’