"Edward, Edward"

Vernon Hill

Ballads Weird and Wonderful (1912)

 

 

 

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Edward, Edward

 

   

"Why does your brand sae drap wi' blude,

Edward, Edward?

Why does your brand sae drap wi' blude?

And why sae sad gang ye, O?" –

"I, I hae kill'd my hawk sae gud,e

Mither, mither:

O, I hae killd' my hawk sae gude,

And I hae nae mair but he, O."

 

"Your hawk's blude was never sae red,

Edward, Edward:

Your hawk's blude was never sae red,

My dear son, I tell thee, O." –

"I, I haw kill'd my red-roan steed,

Mither, mither:

O, I hae kill'd my red-roan steed,

That was sae fair and free, O." –

 

"Your steed was auld, and ye hae gat mair,

Edward, Edward:

Your steed was auld, andye had gat mair,

Some ither dule ye dree, O." –

"O, I hae kill'd my father dear,

Mither, mither:

O, I hae kill'd my father dear,

Alas! and wae is me, O." –

 

"And whatten penance will ye dree for that,

Edward, Edward?

And whatten penance will ye dree for that?

My dear son, now tell me, O." –

"I'll set me feet in yonder boat,

Mither, mither:

I'll set my feet in yonder boat,

And I'll fare o'ver the sea, O." –

"And what will ye do wi' your towers and ha',

Edward, Edward?

And what will ye do wi' your towers and ha',

That were sae fair to see, O?" –

"I'll let them stand till they down fa',

Mither, mither:

I'll let them stand till they down fa',

For her never mair maun I be, O." –

 

"And what will ye leave to your bairns and wife,

Edward, Edward?

And what will ye leave to your bairns and wife,

When ye gang o'er the sea, O?" –

"The warld's room; let them beg through life,

Mither, mither:

The warld's room; let them beg through life,

For them never mair will I see, O." –

 

"And what will ye leave to your mither dear,

Edward, Edward?

And what will ye leave to your mither dear?

My dear son, now tell me, O." –

"The curse of hell frae me sall ye bear,

Mither, mither:

The curse of hell frae me sall ye bear,

Sic counsels ye gied to me, O."