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Marie Hamilton
MARY HAMILTON—J
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My mother was a proud, proud woman,A proud, proud woman and a bold;
She sent me to Queen Marie's bour,
When scarcely eleven years old.
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Queen Marie's bread it was sae sweet,An her wine it was sae fine,
That I hae lien in a young man's arms,
An I rued it aye synsyne.
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Queen Marie she cam doon the stair,Wi the goud kamis in her hair:
‘Oh whare, oh whare is the wee wee babe
I heard greetin sae sair?’
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‘It's no a babe, a babie fair,Nor ever intends to be;
But I mysel, wi a sair colic,
Was seek an like to dee.’
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They socht the bed baith up an doon,Frae the pillow to the straw,
An there they got the wee wee babe,
But its life was far awa.
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‘Come doon, come doon, Marie Hamilton,Come doon an speak to me;
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‘You'll no put on your dowie black,Nor yet your dowie broun;
But you'll put on your ried, ried silk,
To shine through Edinborough toun.’
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‘Yestreen the queen had four Maries,The nicht she'll hae but three;
There was Marie Bethune, an Marie Seaton,
An Marie Carmichael, an me.
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‘Ah, little did my mother ken,The day she cradled me,
The lands that I sud travel in,
An the death that I suld dee.’
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Yestreen the queen had four Maries,The nicht she has but three;
For the bonniest Marie amang them a'
Was hanged upon a tree.
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