O if my love were an earthly knight, XVII
As he is an elfin gay,
I wadna gie my ain true-love
nae laird that ye hae.
The steed that my true-love rides on XVIII
Is fleeter nor the wind;
Wi siller he is shod before,
burning gold behind.
Out then spak her brither dear XIX
He meant to do her harm:
There grows an herb in Carterhaugh
twine3 you an the bairn.
Janet has kilted her green kirtle XX
A little abune her knee,
And she has snooded her yellow
A little abune her bree,
And shes awa to Carterhaugh
As fast as she can hie.
She hadna pud a leaf, a leaf, XXI
A leaf but only twae,
When up and started young Tam Lin,
Ladye, thous pu nae mae.
How dar ye pu a leaf? he says, XXII
How dar ye break the tree?
How dar ye scathe4 my babe,
Thats between you and me?
O tell me, tell me, Tam, she says, XXIII
For His sake that died on tree,
If ye were ever in holy
Or saind5 in Christentie?
The truth Ill tell to thee, Janet, XXIV
Ae word I winna lee;
A knight me got, and a lady me bore,
well as they did thee.
Roxburgh he was my grandfather, XXV
Took me with him to bide;
And ance it fell upon a day,
hunting I did ride,
There came a wind out o the north, XXVI
A sharp wind an a snell,6
A dead sleep it came over
And frae my horse I fell;
And the Queen o Fairies she took me
In yon green hill to dwell.
And pleasant is the fairy land XXVII
For those that in it dwell,
But ay at end of seven years
a teind7 to hell;
I am sae fair and fu o flesh
Im feard twill be mysell.
But the night is Halloween, Janet, XXVIII
The morn is Hallowday;
Then win me, win me, an ye will,
weel I wat ye may.
The night it is gude Halloween, XXIX
The fairy folk do ride,
And they that wad their true-love win,
Miles Cross they maun bide.
But how should I you ken, Tam Lin, XXX
How should I borrow8 you,
Amang a pack of uncouth9
The like I never saw?
Youll do you down to Miles Cross XXXI
Between twel hours and ane,
And fill your hands o the
And cast your compass roun.
The first company that passes by, XXXII
Say na, and let them gae;
The neist company that passes
Say na, and do right sae;
The third company that passes by,
Then Ill be ane o thae.
O first let pass the black, ladye, XXXIII
And syne let pass the brown;
But quickly run to the milk-
Puye his rider down.
For some ride on the black, ladye, XXXIV
And some ride on the brown;
But I ride on a milk-white
A gowd star on my crown:
Because I was an earthly knight
They gie me that renown.
My right hand will be gloved, ladye, XXXV
My left hand will be bare,
And thaes the tokens I gie
Nae doubt I will be there.
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