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356 SONGS OF SCOTLAND.
' Flows Yarrow sweit 1 as sweit flows Tweed ;
As green its grass ; its gowan as yellow ;
As sweit smells on its braes the birk ;
The apple from its rocks as mellow !
' Fair was thy love ! fair, fair, indeed, thy love !
In flowery bands thou didst him fetter ;
Though he was fair, and well-beloved again,
Than me he never loved thee better.
' Busk ye, then, busk, my bonnie, bonnie bride !
Busk ye, busk ye, my winsome marrow !
Busk ye, and lo'e me on the banks of Tweed,
And think nae mail on the braes of Yarrow.'
C. ' How can I busk a bonnie, bonnie bride ?
How can I busk a winsome marrow ?
How can I lo'e him on the banks of Tweed
That slew my love on the braes of Yarrow ?
' Oh, Yarrow fields, may never rain
Nor dew thy tender blossoms cover !
For there was basely slain my love,
My love, as he had not been a lover.
' The boy put on his robes of green,
His purple vest — 'twas my ain sewin' ;
Ah, wretched me ! I little, little kenn'd
He was in these to meet his ruin.
' The boy took out his milk-white steed,
Unmindful of my dule and sorrow :
But, ere the too-fa' of the nicht, 1
He lay a corpse on the banks of Yarrow !
1 Ere the fall of the evening.