ANONYMOUS

O slowly, slowly rase she up,

And slowly put she on ; And slowly rade she out the way

Wi* mony a weary groan.

The Queen was clad in scarlet, Her merry maids all in green ;

And every town that they cam to, They took Marie for the Queen.

6 Ride hooly, hooly, gentlemen,

Ride hooly now wi' me ! For never, I am sure, a wearier burd

Rade in your companie.'

But little wist Marie Hamilton, When she rade on the brown,

That she was gaen to Edinburgh town, And a' to be put down.

' Why weep ye so, ye burgess wives,

Why look ye so on me ? O I am going to Edinburgh town,

A rich wedding to see/

When she gaed up the tolbooth stairs, The corks frae her heels did flee;

And lang or e'er she cam down again, She was condemn'd to die.

When she cam to the Netherbow port, She laugh 'd loud laughters three ;

But when she came to the gallows foot The tears blinded her e'e.

��hooly] gently.

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