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Young Benjie
YOUNG BENJIE—A
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Of a' the maids o fair ScotlandThe fairest was Marjorie,
And Young Benjie was her ae true-love,
And a dear true-love was he.
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And wow! but they were lovers dear,And loved fu constantlie;
But ay the mair, when they fell out,
The sairer was their plea.
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And they hae quarrelled on a day,Till Marjorie's heart grew wae,
And she said she'd chuse another luve,
And let Young Benjie gae.
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And he was stout, and proud-hearted,And thought o't bitterlie,
And he's gaen by the wan moon-light
To meet his Marjorie.
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‘O open, open, my true-love,O open, and let me in!’
‘I dare na open, Young Benjie,
My three brothers are within.’
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‘Ye lied, ye lied, ye bonny burd,Sae loud's I hear ye lie;
As I came by the Lowden banks,
They bade gude een to me.
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‘But fare ye weel, my ae fause love,That I hae loved sae lang!
It sets ye chuse another love,
And let Young Benjie gang.’
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Then Marjorie turned her round about,The tear blinding her ee:
‘I darena, darena let thee in,
But I'll come down to thee.’
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Then saft she smiled, and said to him,O what ill hae I done?
He took her in his armis twa,
And threw her oer the linn.
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The stream was strang, the maid was stout,And laith, laith to be dang,
But ere she wan the Lowden banks
Her fair colour was wan.
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Then up bespak her eldest brother,‘O see na ye what I see?’
And out then spak her second brother,
‘It's our sister Marjorie!’
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Out then spak her eldest brother,‘O how shall we her ken?’
And out then spak her youngest brother,
‘There's a honey-mark on her chin.’
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Then they've taen up the comely corpse,And laid it on the grund:
‘O wha has killed our ae sister,
And how can he be found?
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‘The night it is her low lykewake,The morn her burial day,
And we maun watch at mirk midnight,
And hear what she will say.’
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Wi doors ajar, and candle-light,And torches burning clear,
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They waked, but naething hear.
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About the middle o the nightThe cocks began to craw,
And at the dead hour o the night
The corpse began to thraw.
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‘O wha has done the wrang, sister,Or dared the deadly sin?
Wha was sae stout, and feared nae dout,
As thraw ye oer the linn?’
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‘Young Benjie was the first ae manI laid my love upon;
He was sae stout and proud-hearted,
He threw me oer the linn.’
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‘Sall we Young Benjie head, sister?Sall we Young Benjie hang?
Or sall we pike out his twa gray een,
And punish him ere he gang?’
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‘Ye mauna Benjie head, brothers,Ye mauna Benjie hang,
But ye maun pike out his twa gray een,
And punish him ere he gang.
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‘Tie a green gravat round his neck,And lead him out and in,
And the best ae servant about your house
To wait Young Benjie on.
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‘And ay, at every seven year's end,Ye'll tak him to the linn;
For that's the penance he maun drie,
To scug his deadly sin.’
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