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King Henry was my father dear, Queen Esther was my mother, Prince Henry was my brother dear, And Fanny Flower my sister."

"If King Henry was your father dear, And Queen Esther was your mother, If Prince Henry was your brother dear, Then surely I'm your sister.

"Come to your bed, my sister dear,
It ne'er was wrang'd for me,

Bot an ae kiss of his merry mouth,
As we cam owre the sea."

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'Awa, awa, ye forenoon bride, Awa, awa, frae me;

I wudna hear my Annie greet,

For a' the gold I got wi' thee.

"There were five ships of

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Cam owre the seas with me,

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It's twa o' them will tak me hame,

And three I'll leave wi' thee.

"Seven ships o' white monie
Came owre the seas wi' me,
Five o' them I'll leave wi' thee,

And twa will take me hame;

And my mother will make my portion up
When I return again."

BILLIE ARCHIE

Is a North Country version of a popular Border Ballad.

"SEVEN years have I loved my love, And seven years my love's loved me; But now to-morrow is the day

That Billie Archie, my love, must die."

Out then spoke him Little Dickie,
And still the best fellow was he:

"Had I but five men and mysell

Then we would borrow Billie Archie."

Out it spoke him Caff o' Lin,

And still the worst fellow was he, "You shall have five men and yoursell, And I will bear you companie.

"We will not go like to dragoons, Nor yet will we like grenadiers; But we will go like corn-dealers,

And lay our brechams on our meares.

"And twa of us will watch the road, And other twa between will gang, And I will go to jail-house door,

And hold the prisoner unthought lang."

"Wha is this at the jail-house door,
Sae weel as they do ken the gin."
"It's I mysell," said him Little Dickie,
"And oh sae fain's I would be in."

"Awa, awa, now Little Dickie,
Awa, let all your folly be;

If the Lord Lieutenant come on you,
Like unto dogs he'll cause you die.'

"Hold you, hold you, Billie Archie,
And now let all your folly be;
Though I die without, you'll not die within,
For borrowed shall your body be."

Awa, awa, now Little Dickie,
Awa, let all this folly be;

An hundred pounds of Spanish irons.
Is all bound on my fair bodie."

Wi' plough coulters and gavelocks

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They made the jail-house door to flee; And in God's name," said Little Dickie, Cast you the prisoner behind me.'

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They had not rade a great way off,

With all the haste that ever could be, Till they espied the Lord Lieutenant, With a hundred men in companie.

But when they cam to wan water,

It now was rumbling like the sea,
Then were they got into a strait,
As great a strait as well could be.

Then out did speak him Caff o' Lin,
And aye the warst fellow was he:
Now God be with my wife and bairns,
For fatherless my babes will be.

"My horse is young, he cannot swim ; The water's deep, and will not wade; My children must be fatherless,

My wife a widow whate'er betide."

Oh! then cried out him Little Dickie,
And still the best fellow was he:
"Take you my mare, I'll take your horse,
And Devil drown my mare and thee."

Now they have taken the wan water,
Though it was roaring like the sea;
And when they gat to the other side,
I wat they bragged right crouslie.

"Come thro', come thro', now Lord Lieutenant, Oh! do come thro', I pray of thee;

There is an alehouse not far off,

We'll dine you and your companie.”

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