ANONYMOUS

They hae sought it up, they hae sought it down,

They hae sought it maist severely, Till they fand it in the fair plum-tree

That shines on the bowling-green of Airlie.

He hath taken her by the middle sae small,

And O but she grat sairly ! And laid her down by the bonnie burn-side,

Till they plunder'd the castle of Airlie.

4 Gif my gude lord war here this night,

As he is with King Charlie, Neither you, nor ony ither Scottish lord,

Durst avow to the plundering of Airlie.

4 Gif my gude lord war now at hame,

As he is with his king, There durst nae a Campbell in a' Argyll

Set fit on Airlie green.

1 Ten bonnie sons I have borne unto him, The eleventh ne'er saw his daddy ;

But though I had an hunder mair, Fd gie them a' to King Charlie ! '

��378. The Wife of Usher's

TTHERE lived a wife at Usher's well, 1 And a wealthy wife was she ; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea.

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