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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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GLASGERION—C

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Kinloch's MSS, III, 139, in the handwriting of John Hill Burton.

1

Glenkinnie was as good a harper
As ever harpet tone;
He harpet fish out o the sea-flood,
And water out of a dry loan,
And milk out o the maiden's breast
That bairn had never neen.

2

He harpit i the king's palace,
He harpit them a' asleep,
Unless it were Burd Bell alone,
And she stud on her feet.

3

‘Ye will do ye home, Glenkinnie,
And ye will take a sleep,
And ye will come to my bower-door
Before the cock's crowing.’

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4

He's taen out his milk-white steed,
And fast away rode he,
Till he came to his ain castle,
Where gold glanced never so hie.

5

‘Might I tell ye, Jeck, my man,
Gin I had slain a man?’
‘Deed might [ye], my good master,
Altho ye had slain ten.’

6

‘I've faun in love wi a gay ladie,
She's daughter to the Queen,
And I maun be at her bower-door
Before the cock's crowing.’

7

He's taen out his master's steed,
And fast awa rode he,
Until he cam to Burd Bell's door,
Where gold glanced never so hie.

8

When he came to Burd Bell's door,
He tirled at the pin,
And up she rose, away she goes,
To let Glenkinnie in.

9

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That I combed out yestreen.
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10

She looked out at a shot-window,
Atween her and the meen:
‘There is twa lovers beguiled the night,
And I fear I am ane.

11

‘Ye shall na hae to say, Glenkindie,
When you sit at the wine,
That once you loved a queen's daughter,
And she was your footman's quean.’
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