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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.
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Kertonha; or, The Fairy Court

TAM LIN—C

[_]

Herd, The Ancient and Modern Scots Songs, 1769, p. 300.

[OMITTED]

1

She's prickt hersell and prind hersell,
By the ae light o the moon,
And she's awa to Kertonha,
As fast as she can gang.

2

‘What gars ye pu the rose, Jennet?
What gars ye break the tree?
What gars you gang to Kertonha
Without the leave of me?’

3

‘Yes, I will pu the rose, Thomas,
And I will break the tree;
For Kertonha shoud be my ain,
Nor ask I leave of thee.’

4

‘Full pleasant is the fairy land,
And happy there to dwell;
I am a fairy, lyth and limb,
Fair maiden, view me well.

5

‘O pleasant is the fairy land,
How happy there to dwell!
But ay at every seven years end
We're a' dung down to hell.

6

‘The morn is good Halloween,
And our court a' will ride;
If ony maiden wins her man,
Then she may be his bride.

7

‘But first ye'll let the black gae by,
And then ye'll let the brown;
Then I'll ride on a milk-white steed,
You'll pu me to the ground.

8

‘And first, I'll grow into your arms
An esk but and an edder;
Had me fast, let me not gang,
I'll be your bairn's father.

9

‘Next, I'll grow into your arms
A toad but and an eel;
Had me fast, let me not gang,
If you do love me leel.

10

‘Last, I'll grow into your arms
A dove but and a swan;
Then, maiden fair, you'll let me go,
I'll be a perfect man.’
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