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 Airlic.
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 plundered the castle of Airlie.
- Gif my gudc 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.
- 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.
'Ten bonnie sons I have borne unto him, The eleventh ne'er saw his daddy;
But though I had an hundcr mair, Td gie them a' to King Charlie ! '
��3 88 The Wife of Usher's Well
VtfERE lived a wife at Usher's well, And a wealthy wife was she; She had three stout and stalwart sons, And sent them o'er the sea.
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