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YOUNG GRIGOR’S GHOST.


PART I.

Come all ye young lovers in Scotland draw near,
Unto this sad story which now ye shall hear,
Concerning two lovers that liv’d in the north,
Amongst the high mountains that stand beyond Forth.
This maid was the daughter of a gentleman,
Of the name of M'Farlane, and of the same clan;
But Grigor was born in a Highland Isle,
And by blood relation her cousin we style.

But where riches are wanting, we oftentimes see,
Few men are esteemed for their pedigree;
His father was forced, when he was a child.
To leave this realm; and when he was exil’d,
His lands they were forfeit, I let you know.
Because of rebellion, the truth for to show,
Both gold and vast riches he with him did give,
For his education, and how he might live.

And solely he to the care of his friend,
Was left by his father to be maintained;
He learn’d him indeed for to read and to write,
In all rules of Arithmetic he made him perfect;
In Latin and French he had taught him also,
That he through the world was fit for to go;
The king was recruiting, all hands did employ,
While her father as a servant used this young boy.

For all kinds of drudgery he made him to serve,
And still to keep him as a corpse of reserve;
Such a beautiful young man was not in the place,
None could compare with him in stature and grace.