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BUSK YE, BUSK YE. 355
' For she has tint her luver deir,
Her luver deir, the cause of sorrow ;
And I ha'e slain the conieliest swain
That e'er pu'd birks on the braes of Yarrow.
' Why runs thy stream, O Yarrow, red ?
Why on thy braes heard the voice of sorrow ?
And why yon melancholious weids,
Hung on the bonnie birks of Yarrow ?
' What 's yonder floats on the rueful nude ?
What 's yonder floats ? — Oh, dule and sorrow I
"Tis he, the comely swain I slew
Upon the dulefu' braes of Yarrow !
' Wash, oh, wash his wounds in tears,
His wounds in tears o' dule and sorrow ;
And wrap his limbs in mourning weids,
And lay him on the banks of Yarrow.
' Then build, then build, ye sisters sad,
Ye sisters sad, his tomb wi' sorrow ;
And weip around, in waefu' wise,
His hapless fate on the braes of Yarrow !
' Curse ye, curse ye, his useless shield,
The arm that wrocht the deed of sorrow,
The fatal spear that pierced his breist,
His comely breist, on the braes of Yarrow !
' Did I not warn thee not to love,
And warn from fight ? But, to my sorrow,
Too rashly bold, a stronger arm thou met'st,
Thou met'st, and fell on the braes of Yarrow.
' Sweit smells the birk ; green grows the grass ;
Yellow on Yarrow's braes the gowan ;
Fair hangs the apple frae the rock ;
Sweit the wave of Yarrow fiowin' !
' For she has tint her luver deir,
Her luver deir, the cause of sorrow ;
And I ha'e slain the conieliest swain
That e'er pu'd birks on the braes of Yarrow.
' Why runs thy stream, O Yarrow, red ?
Why on thy braes heard the voice of sorrow ?
And why yon melancholious weids,
Hung on the bonnie birks of Yarrow ?
' What 's yonder floats on the rueful nude ?
What 's yonder floats ? — Oh, dule and sorrow I
"Tis he, the comely swain I slew
Upon the dulefu' braes of Yarrow !
' Wash, oh, wash his wounds in tears,
His wounds in tears o' dule and sorrow ;
And wrap his limbs in mourning weids,
And lay him on the banks of Yarrow.
' Then build, then build, ye sisters sad,
Ye sisters sad, his tomb wi' sorrow ;
And weip around, in waefu' wise,
His hapless fate on the braes of Yarrow !
' Curse ye, curse ye, his useless shield,
The arm that wrocht the deed of sorrow,
The fatal spear that pierced his breist,
His comely breist, on the braes of Yarrow !
' Did I not warn thee not to love,
And warn from fight ? But, to my sorrow,
Too rashly bold, a stronger arm thou met'st,
Thou met'st, and fell on the braes of Yarrow.
' Sweit smells the birk ; green grows the grass ;
Yellow on Yarrow's braes the gowan ;
Fair hangs the apple frae the rock ;
Sweit the wave of Yarrow fiowin' !
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Description | Scottish and English songs, military music and keyboard music of the 18th and 19th centuries. These items are from the collection of Alexander Wood Inglis of Glencorse (1854 to 1929). Also includes a few manuscripts, some treatises and other books on the subject. |
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Description | The Glen Collection and the Inglis Collection represent mainly 18th and 19th century Scottish music, including Scottish songs. The collections of Berlioz and Verdi collected by bibliographer Cecil Hopkinson contain contemporary and later editions of the works of the two composers Berlioz and Verdi. |
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