ANONYMOUS

He was a braw gallant,

And he rid at the ring ; And the bonny Earl of Murray,

O he might hae been a king !

He was a braw gallant,

And he play'd at the ba' ; And the bonny Earl of Murray

Was the flower amang them a* !

He was a braw gallant,

And he play'd at the gluve ;

And the bonny Earl of Murray, O he was the Queen's luve !

O lang will his Lady

Look owre the Castle Downe,

Ere she see the Earl of Murray Come sounding through the town !

Helen of Kirconnell

WISH I were where Helen lies, A Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell lea !

Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me!

O think na ye my heart was sair,

When my Love dropp'd and spak nae mair!

There did she swoon wi' meikle care,

On fair Kirconnell lea.

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