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YOUNG JOHNSTONE. |
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" I have dreamed a dreary dream," she says,
" I wish it may be for good ; They were seeking you with hawks and hounds,
And the young Col'nel was dead."
" Hawks and hounds they may seek me, «
As I trow well they be; For I hae killed the young Col'nel, • And thy ae brother was he."
" If ye hae killed the young Col'nel,
0 dule and wae is me; w
But I care the less for the young Col'nel, If thy ain body be free.
" Come in, come in, my dear Johnstone,
Come in and take a sleep; And I will go to my casement, «s
And carefully I will thee keep."
He had not weel been in her bower door,
No not for half an hour, When four-and-twenty belted knights
Came riding to the bower. «
" Well may you sit and see, Lady,
Well may you sit and say ; Did you not see a bloody squire
Come riding by this way ? " |
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