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LOBD BAKNABT. 309 |
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Or has the lady that I lo'e best
Brought me a daughter or son ? " «
" Your ha's are safe, your bowers are safe,
And free frae all alarms ; But, oh! the lady that ye lo'e best
Lies sound in Musgrave's arms."
" Gae saddle to me the black," he cried, a
" Gae saddle to me the gray; Gae saddle to me the swiftest steed,
To hie me on my way."
" O lady, I heard a wee horn toot,
And it blew wonder clear; »
And ay the turning o' the note,
Was, ' Barnaby will be here !'
" I thought I heard a wee horn blaw,
And it blew loud and high ; And ay at ilka turn it said, »
' Away, Musgrave, away!'"
" Lie still, my dear; lie still, my dear;
Ye keep me frae the cold; For it is but my father's shepherds
Driving their flocks to the fold." w
Up they lookit, arid down they lay,
And they're fa'en sound asleep ; Till up stood good lord Barnaby,
Just close at their bed feet.
" How do you like my bed, Musgrave ? 63 And how like ye my sheets ? |
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