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41. Hind Etin
18 It fell upo another day,
This guid lord he thought lang,
And he is to the hunting gane,
Took wi him his dog and gun.
This guid lord he thought lang,
And he is to the hunting gane,
Took wi him his dog and gun.
19 Wi bow and arrow by his side,
He's aff, single, alane,
And left his seven children to stay
Wi their mither at hame.
He's aff, single, alane,
And left his seven children to stay
Wi their mither at hame.
20 'O I will tell to you, mither,
Gin ye wadna angry be:'
'Speak on, speak on, my little wee boy,
Ye'se nae be quarrelld by me.'
Gin ye wadna angry be:'
'Speak on, speak on, my little wee boy,
Ye'se nae be quarrelld by me.'
21 As we came frae the hynd-hunting,
We heard fine music ring:'
'My blessings on you, my bonny boy,
I wish I'd been there my lane.'
We heard fine music ring:'
'My blessings on you, my bonny boy,
I wish I'd been there my lane.'
22 He's taen his mither by the hand,
His six britlers also,
And they are on thro Elmond's wood,
As fast as they coud go.
His six britlers also,
And they are on thro Elmond's wood,
As fast as they coud go.
23 They wistna weel where they were gaen,
Wi the stratlins o their feet;
They wistna weel where they were gaen,
Till at her father's yate.
Wi the stratlins o their feet;
They wistna weel where they were gaen,
Till at her father's yate.
24 'I hae nae money in my pocket,
But royal rings hae three;
I'll gie them you, my little young son,
And ye'll walk there for me.
But royal rings hae three;
I'll gie them you, my little young son,
And ye'll walk there for me.
25 'Ye'll gie the first to the proud porter,
And he will lat you in;
Ye'll gie the next to the butler-boy,
And he will show you ben;
And he will lat you in;
Ye'll gie the next to the butler-boy,
And he will show you ben;
26 'Ye'll gie the third to the minstrel
That plays before the king;
He'll play success to the bonny boy
Came thro the wood him lane.'
That plays before the king;
He'll play success to the bonny boy
Came thro the wood him lane.'
27 He gae the first to the proud porter,
And he opend an let him in;
He gae the next to the butler-boy,
And he has shown him ben;
And he opend an let him in;
He gae the next to the butler-boy,
And he has shown him ben;
28 He gae the third to the minstrel
That playd before the king;
And he playd success to the bonny boy
Came thro the wood him lane.
That playd before the king;
And he playd success to the bonny boy
Came thro the wood him lane.
29 Now when he came before the king,
Fell low down on his knee;
The king he turned round about,
And the saut tear blinded his ee.
Fell low down on his knee;
The king he turned round about,
And the saut tear blinded his ee.
30 'Win up, win up, my bonny boy,
Gang frae my companie;
Ye look sae like my dear daughter,
My heart will birst in three.'
Gang frae my companie;
Ye look sae like my dear daughter,
My heart will birst in three.'
31 'If I look like your dear daughter,
A wonder it is none;
If I look like your dear daughter,
I am her eldest son.'
A wonder it is none;
If I look like your dear daughter,
I am her eldest son.'
32 'Will ye tell me, ye little wee boy,
Where may my Margaret be?'
'She's just now standing at your yates,
And my six brithers her wi.'
Where may my Margaret be?'
'She's just now standing at your yates,
And my six brithers her wi.'
33 'O where are all my porter-boys
That I pay meat and fee,
To open my yates baith wide and braid?
Let her come in to me.'
That I pay meat and fee,
To open my yates baith wide and braid?
Let her come in to me.'
34 When she came in before the king,
Fell low down on her knee;
'Win up, win up, my daughter dear,
This day ye'll dine wi me.'
Fell low down on her knee;
'Win up, win up, my daughter dear,
This day ye'll dine wi me.'
35 'Ae bit I canno eat, father,
Nor ae drop can I drink,
Till I see my mither and sister dear,
For lang for them I think.'
Nor ae drop can I drink,
Till I see my mither and sister dear,
For lang for them I think.'
36 When she came before the queen,
Fell low down on her knee;
'Win up, win up, my daughter dear
This day ye'se dine wi me.'
Fell low down on her knee;
'Win up, win up, my daughter dear
This day ye'se dine wi me.'
37 Ae bit I canno eat, mither,
Nor ae drop can I drink,
Until I see my dear sister,
For lang for her I think.'
Nor ae drop can I drink,
Until I see my dear sister,
For lang for her I think.'
38 When that these two sisters met,
She haild her courteouslie;
'Come ben, come ben, my sister dear,
This day ye'se dine wi me.'
She haild her courteouslie;
'Come ben, come ben, my sister dear,
This day ye'se dine wi me.'
