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I
FOUR-AND-TWENTY nobles rade to the King’s ha’, | |
| But bonny Glenlogie was the flow’r o’ them a’. | |
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II
Lady Jeanie Melville cam’ trippin’ down the stair; | |
| When she saw Glenlogie her hairt it grew sair. | |
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III
She call’d to the footman that ran by his side: | 5 |
| Says, ‘What is your lord’s name, an’ where does he bide?’— | |
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IV
‘His name is Glenlogie when he is from home: | |
| He’s of the gay Gordons, his name it is John.’— | |
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V
‘Glenlogie, Glenlogie, an you will prove kind, | |
| My love is laid on you; I am tellin’ my mind.’— | 10 |
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VI
He turn’d about lightly, as the Gordons do a’; | |
| Says, ‘I thank you, Lady Jeanie, but I’m promised awa’.’ | |
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VII
She call’d on her maidens her bed for to make, | |
| Her rings from her fingers she did them a’ break. | |
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VIII
‘Where will I get a bonny boy, to win hose and shoon, | 15 |
| To go to Glenlogie and bid Logie come?’ | |
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IX
When Glenlogie got the letter, amang noblemen, | |
| ‘I wonder,’ said Glenlogie, ‘what does young women mean? | |
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X
‘I wonder i’ the warld what women see at me, | |
| That bonny Jeanie Melville for my sake shou’d dee? | 20 |
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XI
‘O what is my lineage, or what is my make, | |
| That bonny Jeanie Melville shou’d dee for my sake? | |
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XII
‘Go saddle my black horse, go saddle him soon, | |
| Till I ride to Bethelnie, to see Lady Jean!’ | |
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XIII
When he came to Bethelnie, he rade round about, | 25 |
| And he saw Jeanie’s father at the window look out. | |
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XIV
When he came to the gateway, small mirth was there; | |
| But was weepin’ and wailin’, a’ tearin’ their hair. | |
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XV
O pale and wan look’d she when Glenlogie came ben, | |
| But red ruddy grew she whene’er he sat down. | 30 |
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XVI
‘Turn round Jeanie Melville, turn round to this side, | |
| And I’ll be the bridegroom, and you’ll be the bride!’ | |
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XVII
O ’twas a merry weddin’, and the portion down told, | |
| Of bonny Jeanie Melville, scarce sixteen years old! | |
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