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Bonny Bee Hom

No: 92; variant: 92A

  1. BY Arthur’s Dale as late I went I heard a heavy moan; I heard a ladie lammenting sair, And ay she cried Ohone!
  2. ‘Ohon, alas! what shall I do, Tormented night and day! I never loved a love but ane, And now he’s gone away.
  3. ‘But I will do for my true-love What ladies woud think sair; For seven year shall come and go Ere a kaim gang in my hair.
  4. ‘There shall neither a shoe gang on my foot, Nor a kaim gang in my hair, Nor eer a coal nor candle-light Shine in my bower nae mair.’
  5. She thought her love had been on the sea, Fast sailling to Bee Hom; But he was in a quiet chamer, Hearing his ladie’s moan.
  6. ‘Be husht, be husht, my ladie dear, I pray thee mourn not so; For I am deep sworn on a book To Bee Hom for to go.’
  7. She has gien him a chain of the beaten gowd, And a ring with a ruby stone: ‘As lang as this chain your body binds, Your blude can never be drawn.
  8. ‘But gin this ring shoud fade or fail, Or the stone shoud change its hue, Be sure your love is dead and gone, Or she has proved untrue.’
  9. He had no been at Bonny Bee Hom A twelve month and a day, Till, looking on his gay gowd ring, The stone grew dark and gray.
  10. ‘O ye take my riches to Bee Hom, And deal them presentlie, To the young that canna, the auld that maunna, And the blind that does not see.’
  11. Now death has come into his bower, And split his heart in twain; So their twa souls flew up to heaven, And there shall ever remain.