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'And yonder stands my brother Hugh, And by him my William, sweet and true.'

But the last tune that the harp play'd then

Bmnorie, Binnorie ! Was, ' Woe to my sister, false Helen ! '

By the bonnie milldams o Binnorie.

��377- The Bonnie House o' Girlie

TT fell on a day, and a bonnie simmer day, A When green grew aits and barley, That there fell out a great dispute Between Argyll and Airlie.

Argyll has raised an hunder men,

An hunder harness'd rarely, And he *s awa' by the back of Dunkell,

To plunder the castle of Airlie.

Lady Ogilvie looks o'er her bower- window,

And O but she looks warely ! And there she spied the great Argyll,

Come to plunder the bonnie house of Airlie.

1 Come down, come down, my Lady Ogilvie,

Come down and kiss me fairly : ' 'O I winna kiss the fause Argyll,

If he shouldna leave a standing stane in Airlie/

He hath taken her by the left shoulder, Says, 'Dame, where lies thy dowry?'

4 O it 's east and west yon wan water side, And it 's down by the banks of the Airlie/

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