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118 THE DOUGLAS TRAGEDY.
0 they rade on, and on they rade,
And a' by the light of the moon, Until they came to yon wan water,
And there they lighted down.
They lighted down to tak a drink «
Of the spring that ran sae clear ; And down the stream ran his gude heart's blood,
And sair she 'gan to fear.
" Hold up, hold up, Lord William," she says, " For I fear that you are slain !"— so
" 'Tis naething but the shadow of my scarlet cloak, That shines in the water sae plain."—
0 they rade on, and on they rade,
And a' by the light of the moon, Until they cam to his mother's ha' door, »
And there they lighted down.
" Get up, get up, lady mother," he says,
" Get up, and let me in ! "— Get up, get up, lady mother," he says,
" For this night my fair lady I've win. eo
" 0 mak my bed, lady mother," he says,
" O mak it braid and deep ! And lay Lady Marg'ret close at my back,
And the sounder I will sleep."— |
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