Lamkin
No: 93; variant: 93R
- WHEN Sir Guy and his train
gaed to hunt the wild boar,
He gard bar up his castle,
behind and before.
- And he bade his fair lady
guard weel her young son,
For wicked Balcanqual
great mischief had done.
- So she closed a' the windows,
without and within,
But forgot the wee wicket,
and Balcanqual crap in.
- Syne Balcanqual he rocked,
and fause nourice sang,
Till through a' the cradle
the baby's blood sprang.
- 'O please the bairn, nourice,
and please him wi the keys:'
'He'll no be pleased, madam,
for a' thet he sees.'
- And Balcanqual ay rocked,
while fause nourice sang,
And through a' the cradle
the baby's blood ran.
- 'Please the bairn, nourice,
and please him wi the knife:'
'He'll no be pleased, madam,
tho I'd gie my life.'
- And Balcanqual still rocked,
and fause nourice sang,
While through a' the cradle
the baby's blood ran.
- 'Now please the bairn, nourice,
and please him wi the bell:'
'He'll no be pleased, madam,
till ye come yoursell.'
- Down came this fair lady,
tripping down the stair,
To see her sick bairn,
but returned never mair.
- 'Now scour the bason, Jenny,
and scour't very clean,
To haad this lady's blood,
for she's of noble kin.'