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And there he first spied Gill Morice
Kameing his zellow hair :
That face beyond compare :
A' rage but fell despair.
Nae wonder, nae wonder, Gill Morice,
My lady loed thee weel,
Is blacker than thy heel.
For a' thy great beautiè,
Now he has drawn his trusty brand,
And slaited on the strae ;
cauld iron gae.
And set it on a speir ;
Has gotten that head to bear.
And he has tain Gill Morice up,
Laid him across his steid,
Ver. 128. So Milton,
Vernal delight and joy : able to drive
B. iv. v, 155.
And brocht him to his painted bowr,
And laid him on a bed.
Beheld baith dale and doun;
Cum trailing to the toun.
Far better I loe that bluidy head,
Both and that zellow hair,
As they lig here and thair.
And kissd baith mouth and chin :
As the hip is o' the stean.
I got ze in my father's house,
Wi' mickle sin and shame;
Under the heavy rain.
And fondly seen thee sleip;
The saut tears for to weip.
And syne she kissd his bluidy cheik,
syne his bluidy chin : O better I loe my Gill Morice
Than a' my kith and kin !
Away, Away, away, ze ill woman,
And an il deith mait ze dee : Gin I had kend he'd bin zour son,
He'd neir bin slain for mee.
Obraid me not, my lord Barnard !
Obraid me not for shame!
And put me out o' pain.
Thy jelous rage could quell,
That neir to thee did ill.
With waefo wae I hear zour plaint;
Sair, sair I rew the deid,
Had gard his body bleid.
Ze neir can heal the wound;
Ze see his head
I curse the hand that did the deid,
The heart that thocht the ill ;
The comely zouth to kill.
lament for Gill Morice,
On which the zouth was slain.
*** This little pathetic tale suggested the plot of the tragedy of Douglas.
Since it was first printed, the Editor has been assured that the foregoing Ballad is still current in many parts of Scotland, where the hero is universally known by the name of Child Maurice, pronounced by the common people CHEILD or CHEELD; which occasioned the mistake.
proper to mention, that other copies read ver. 110 thus :
“ Shot frae the golden sun.” And ver. 116 as follows :
“ His een like azure sheene."
THE END OF THE FIRST BOOK.
Ancient Poetry, (tc.
SERIES THE THIRD.
THE LEGEND OF SIR GUY
contains a short summary of the exploits of this famous champion, as recorded in the old story books ; and is commonly intitled, “A pleasant song of the “valiant deeds of chivalry atchieved by that noble knight "sir Guy of Warwick, who, for the love of fair Phelis, " became a hermit, and dyed in a cave of craggy rocke,
a mile distant from Warwick.”
The history of sir Guy, though now very properly resigned to children, was once admired by all readers of