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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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342

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YOUNG WATERS

YOUNG WATERS

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Percy's Reliques, 1765, II, 172.


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1

About Yule, when the wind blew cule,
And the round tables began,
A there is cum to our king's court
Mony a well-favourd man.

2

The queen luikt owre the castle-wa,
Beheld baith dale and down,
And then she saw Young Waters
Cum riding to the town.

3

His footmen they did rin before,
His horsemen rade behind;
Ane mantel of the burning gowd
Did keip him frae the wind.

4

Gowden-graithd his horse before,
And siller-shod behind;
The horse Young Waters rade upon
Was fleeter than the wind.

5

Out then spake a wylie lord,
Unto the queen said he,
‘O tell me wha's the fairest face
Rides in the company?’

6

‘I've sene lord, and I've sene laird,
And knights of high degree,
But a fairer face than Young Waters
Mine eyne did never see.’

7

Out then spack the jealous king,
And an angry man was he:
‘O if he had been twice as fair,
You micht have excepted me.’

8

‘You're neither laird nor lord,’ she says,
‘Bot the king that wears the crown;
There is not a knight in fair Scotland
But to thee maun bow down.’

9

For a' that she could do or say,
Appeasd he wad nae bee,
Bot for the words which she had said,
Young Waters he maun dee.

10

They hae taen Young Waters,
And put fetters to his feet;
They hae taen Young Waters,
And thrown him in dungeon deep.

11

‘Aft I have ridden thro Stirling town
In the wind bot and the weit;
Bot I neir rade thro Stirling town
Wi fetters at my feet.

12

‘Aft have I ridden thro Stirling town
In the wind bot and the rain;
Bot I neir rade thro Stirling town
Neir to return again.’

13

They hae taen to the heiding-hill
His young son in his craddle,
And they hae taen to the heiding-hill
His horse bot and his saddle.

14

They hae taen to the heiding-hill
His lady fair to see,
And for the words the queen had spoke
Young Waters he did dee.