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HIND HORN (5) Young Hind Horn to the King he's gone And he's fell in love with his daughter Jean She gave to him a golden ring With three bright diamonds set therein When this ring grows pale and wan It's then that you'll know my love is gone Now the king has sent him o'er the sea For seven long years in a far country One day his ring grew pale and wan And he knew that she'd loved another man So he's left the sea for his own land And it's there that he's met with a beggar man What news, what news old man doth befall There's none save the wedding in the king's own ha' Cast off, cast off your beggar's weeds And I'll give you me good grey steed My begging weed would ill suit thee And your riding steed will ill suit me But part be right and part be wrong Frae the beggar man the cloak he won Old man, come tell me to your lead What news you give when you earn your bread? You must beg from Peter and beg from Paul Beg from the highest to the lowest of all Take nane from Peter nor from Paul Nane from high or low of them all And from them all you will take nane Until it came from the bride's ain hand Oh it's when he came to the king's own gate He's sought there a drink to the bridegroom's sake The bride came tripping down the stair The combs of red gold all in her hair And the bride gave him a glass of wine And when he's drunk he's dropped in the ring Oh got ye this by the sea or the land? Or took ye this from a dead man's hand? I got it neither by sea nor land For you gave it to me with your own hand Oh, I'll cast off me gown of red And along with thee I'll beg my bread Oh, you need not leave your bridal gown For I'll make you the lady of many's the town Her own bridegroom had her first wed But young Hind Horn had her first to bed Compiled version Child #17 filename[ HNDHORN5 SOF Feb07 |
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