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Broadside ballad entitled 'The young damosels complain[t]'
For being slighted by a Youngman in a Palmers Weed.
T He Carle came hirpling ov'ratree
The night was rainy and he was all wett,
And down before the fire he satt,
And he began and sang.
And C (quoth he) gif I were as free,
Then blyth and merry would I be,
As ever the snow lay on the dike!
And with thee, I would gang.
Then(quoth he) gif thou wert as black,
As ever the Croun of thy Fathers hatt,
And with me thou should gang.
To rise a little before the Cock ;
And to the fields they'r gon.
Be times in the morning the good wife she rose,
And laisily put on here Cloaths;
Where lyes this poor old Man..
And the Strae was cold and he was away,
For some of her gear his gone.
But there was nothing there, which she had mist:
Wee mett with a leill poor man.
But who can ease me of my pain
To bring these Tray tors back again :
That woefull Gaberlungie man.
Some rade on Horses, and some on foot,
But she was twice as far out of the gate
It any such Beggars come athort,
And let them not stay too long O!
Sure all things then will not rule right.
Even with this Gaberlungie man.
Yet will I sell both Rock and Reel,
And I will buy ane Staff of Steel,
Fair maid , (he sayes)thou art too young
And draw a black cloute over mine eye,
If my Mother wist, that I were with you
So ill fav'rd ly she wad cruick, her mo
For such a Gaberluingie, O!
And I's lay thee every night by my side
For I's dresse thee as Ican, O!
And with Spinnels and Thorles; gif yesta
Probable date of publication:
1701- shelfmark: S.302.b.2(022)