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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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55

The Gowans sae gay; or, Aye as the Gowans grow gay

LADY ISABEL AND THE ELF-KNIGHT—A

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a. Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, i, 22. b. Motherwell's MS., p. 563.

1

Fair lady Isabel sits in her bower sewing,
Aye as the gowans grow gay
There she heard an elf-knight blawing his horn.
The first morning in May

2

‘If I had yon horn that I hear blawing,
And yon elf-knight to sleep in my bosom.’

3

This maiden had scarcely these words spoken,
Till in at her window the elf-knight has luppen.

4

‘It's a very strange matter, fair maiden,’ said he,
‘I canna blaw my horn but ye call on me.

5

‘But will ye go to yon greenwood side?
If ye canna gang, I will cause you to ride.’

6

He leapt on a horse, and she on another,
And they rode on to the greenwood together.

7

‘Light down, light down, lady Isabel,’ said he,
‘We are come to the place where ye are to die.’

8

‘Hae mercy, hae mercy, kind sir, on me,
Till ance my dear father and mother I see.’

9

‘Seven king's-daughters here hae I slain,
And ye shall be the eight o them.’

10

‘O sit down a while, lay your head on my knee,
That we may hae some rest before that I die.’

11

She stroakd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep,
Wi a sma charm she lulld him fast asleep.

12

Wi his ain sword-belt sae fast as she ban him,
Wi his ain dag-durk sae sair as she dang him.

13

‘If seven king's-daughters here ye hae slain,
Lye ye here, a husband to them a'.’