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The Countess of Erroll
THE EARL OF ERROL—C
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Erroll it's a bonny place,It stands upon a plain;
A bad report this ladie's raisd,
That Erroll is nae a man.
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But it fell ance upon a dayLord Erroll went frae hame,
And he is on to the hunting gane,
Single man alane.
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But he hadna been frae the townA mile but barely twa,
Till his lady is on to Edinburgh,
To gain him at the law.
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O Erroll he kent little o thatTill he sat down to dine,
And as he was at dinner set
His servant loot him ken.
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‘Now saddle to me the black, the black,Go saddle to me the brown,
And I will on to Edinburgh,
Her errands there to ken.’
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She wasna well thro Aberdeen,Nor passd the well o Spa,
Till Erroll he was after her,
The verity to shaw.
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She wasna well in Edinburgh,Nor even thro the town,
Till Erroll he was after her,
Her errands there to ken.
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When he came to the court-house,And lighted on the green,
This lord was there in time enough
To hear her thus compleen:
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‘What needs me wash my apron,Or drie't upon a door?
What needs I eek my petticoat,
Hings even down afore?
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‘What needs me wash my apron,Or hing it upon a pin?
For lang will I gang but and ben
Or I hear my young son's din.’
11
‘They ca you Kate Carnegie,’ he says,‘And my name's Gilbert Hay;
I'll gar your father sell his land,
Your tocher down to pay.’
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‘To gar my father sell his landFor that would be a sin,
To such a noughtless heir as you,
That canno get a son.’
13
Then out it speaks him Lord Brechen,The best an lord ava;
‘I never saw a lady come
Wi sic matters to the law.’
14
Then out it speaks another lord,The best in a' the town;
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Before Lord Erroll come:’
And he has chosen a tapster lass,
And Meggie was her name.
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They kept up this fair maidenThree quarters of a year,
And then at that three quarters' end
A young son she did bear.
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They hae gien to Meggie thenFive ploughs but and a mill,
And they hae gien her five hundred pounds,
For to bring up her chill.
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There was no lord in EdinburghBut to Meggie gae a ring;
And there was na a boy in a' the town
But on Katie had a sang.
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‘Kinnaird, take hame your daughter,And set her to the glen,
For Erroll canna pleasure her,
Nor nane o Erroll's men.’
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Seven years on Erroll's tableThere stand clean dish and speen,
And every day the bell is rung,
Cries, Lady, come and dine.
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