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Lamkin
LAMKIN—A
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It's Lamkin was a mason goodas ever built wi stane;
He built Lord Wearie's castle,
but payment got he nane.
2
‘O pay me, Lord Wearie,come, pay me my fee:’
‘I canna pay you, Lamkin,
for I maun gang oer the sea.’
3
‘O pay me now, Lord Wearie,come, pay me out o hand:’
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unless I sell my land.’
4
‘O gin ye winna pay me,I here sall mak a vow,
Before that ye come hame again,
ye sall hae cause to rue.’
5
Lord Wearie got a bonny ship,to sail the saut sea faem;
Bade his lady weel the castle keep,
ay till he should come hame.
6
But the nourice was a fause limmeras eer hung on a tree;
She laid a plot wi Lamkin,
whan her lord was oer the sea.
7
She laid a plot wi Lamkin,when the servants were awa,
Loot him in at a little shot-window,
and brought him to the ha.
8
‘O whare's a' the men o this house,that ca me Lamkin?’
‘They're at the barn-well thrashing;
'twill be lang ere they come in.’
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‘And whare's the women o this house,that ca me Lamkin?’
‘They're at the far well washing;
'twill be lang ere they come in.’
10
‘And whare's the bairns o this house,that ca me Lamkin?’
‘They're at the school reading;
'twill be night or they come hame.’
11
‘O whare's the lady o this house,that ca's me Lamkin?’
‘She's up in her bower sewing,
but we soon can bring her down.’
12
Then Lamkin's tane a sharp knife,that hang down by his gaire,
And he has gien the bonny babe
a deep wound and a sair.
13
Then Lamkin he rocked,and the fause nourice sang,
Till frae ilkae bore o the cradle
the red blood out sprang.
14
Then out it spak the lady,as she stood on the stair:
‘What ails my bairn, nourice,
that he's greeting sae sair?
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‘O still my bairn, nourice,O still him wi the pap!’
‘He winna still, lady,
for this nor for that.’
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‘O still my bairn, nourice,O still him wi the wand!’
‘He winna still, lady,
for a' his father's land.’
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‘O still my bairn, nourice,O still him wi the bell!’
‘He winna still, lady,
till ye come down yoursel.’
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O the firsten step she steppit,she steppit on a stane;
But the neisten step she steppit,
she met him Lamkin.
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‘O mercy, mercy, Lamkin,hae mercy upon me!
Though you've taen my young son's life,
ye may let mysel be.’
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‘O sall I kill her, nourice,or sall I lat her be?’
‘O kill her, kill her, Lamkin,
for she neer was good to me.’
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‘O scour the bason, nourice,and mak it fair and clean,
For to keep this lady's heart's blood,
for she's come o noble kin.’
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‘There need nae bason, Lamkin,lat it run through the floor;
What better is the heart's blood
o the rich than o the poor?’
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But ere three months were at an end,Lord Wearie came again;
But dowie, dowie was his heart
when first he came hame.
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‘O wha's blood is this,’ he says,‘that lies in the chamer?’
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'tis as clear as the lamer.’
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‘And wha's blood is this,’ he says,‘that lies in my ha?’
‘It is your young son's heart's blood;
'tis the clearest ava.’
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O sweetly sang the black-birdthat sat upon the tree;
But sairer grat Lamkin,
when he was condemnd to die.
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And bonny sang the mavis,out o the thorny brake;
But sairer grat the nourice,
when she was tied to the stake.
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