J. F. Campbell Collection > Minstrelsy of the Scottish border > Volume 1

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The s\iu wasna up, but the moon was down,
It was the grynihig* of a new-fa^n snaw,
Jamie Telfer has run ten niyles a-foot,
Between the Dodhead and the Stobs's Ha'
And wlian lie cam to the fair tower 3'ate,
He shouted loud, and cried weel hie,
Till out bcspak auld Gibby Elliot —
" Whae's this that brings the frave to me?'
It's I, Jamie Telfer o' the fair Dodhead,
" And a harried man I think I be !
There's naething left at the fair Dodhead,
" But a waefu' wife and bairnies three."
Gae seek your succour at Branksome Ha',
" For succour ye'se get. nana frae me !
Gae seek your succour where ye paid black-mail,
" For, man ! ve ne'er paid money. to me."
Jamie has turn'd him round about,
I wat the tear blinded bis e'e —
" I'll ne'er pay mail to Elliot again,
" And the fair Dodhead I'll never see !
* Grymlng — Sprinkling.