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The Text is that of Scott's Minstrelsy It was 'taken down from the recitation of a lady' his mother's sister Miss Christian Rutherford and collated with a copy in the Tytler Brown MS The ballad is also called Gil Brenton Lord Dingwall Bangwell Bengwill or Brangwill Bothwell etc	A
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The Story is a great favourite not only in Scandinavian ballads but also in all northern literature The magical agency of bed blankets sheets and sword is elsewhere extended to a chair a stepping stone by the bedside see the Boy and the Mantle First Series p or the Billie Blin see Young Bekie First Series pp and Willie's Lady p The Norwegian tale of Aase and the Prince is known to English readers in Dasent's Annie the Goosegirl The Prince is possessed of a stepping stone by his bedside which answers his question night and morning and enables him to detect the supposititious bride See also Jamieson's translation of Ingefred and Gudrun in Illustrations of Northern Antiquities p	B
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COSPATRICK	A
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Cospatrick has sent o'er the faem	C
Cospatrick brought his ladye hame	C
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And fourscore ships have come her wi'	D
The ladye by the grenewood tree	B
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There were twal' and twal' wi' baken bread	E
And twal' and twal' wi' gowd sae reid	F
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And twal' and twal' wi' bouted flour	G
And twal' and twal' wi' the paramour	G
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Sweet Willy was a widow's son	H
And at her stirrup he did run	H
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And she was clad in the finest pall	I
But aye she let the tears down fall	J
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'O is your saddle set awrye	K
Or rides your steed for you owre high	L
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'Or are you mourning in your tide	M
That you suld be Cospatrick's bride '	-
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'I am not mourning at this tide	M
That I suld be Cospatrick's bride	M
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'But I am sorrowing in my mood	N
That I suld leave my mother good	O
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'But gentle boy come tell to me	B
What is the custom of thy countrye '	-
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'The custom thereof my dame ' he says	P
'Will ill a gentle laydye please	Q
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'Seven king's daughters has our lord wedded	R
And seven king's daughters has our lord bedded	S
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'But he's cutted their breasts frae their breast bane	T
And sent them mourning hame again	U
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'Yet gin you're sure that you're a maid	V
Ye may gae safely to his bed	E
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'But gif o' that ye be na sure	G
Then hire some damsell o' your bour '	-
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The ladye's call'd her bour maiden	H
That waiting was into her train	T
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'Five thousand merks I will gie thee	B
To sleep this night with my lord for me '	-
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When bells were rung and mass was sayne	T
And a' men unto bed were gane	T
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Cospatrick and the bonny maid	V
Into ae chamber they were laid	V
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'Now speak to me blankets and speak to me bed	E
And speak thou sheet inchanted web	W
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'And speak up my bonny brown sword that winna lie	L
Is this a true maiden that lies by me '	-
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'It is not a maid that you hae wedded	R
But it is a maid that you hae bedded	S
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'It is a liel maiden that lies by thee	B
But not the maiden that it should be '	-
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O wrathfully he left the bed	E
And wrathfully his claiths on did	S
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And he has taen him thro' the ha'	X
And on his mother he did ca'	A
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'I am the most unhappy man	T
That ever was in Christen land	Y
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'I courted a maiden meik and mild	Z
And I hae gotten naething but a woman wi' child '	-
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'O stay my son into this ha'	X
And sport ye wi' your merrymen a'	A2
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'And I will to the secret bour	G
To see how it fares wi' your paramour '	-
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The carline she was stark and sture	G
She aff the hinges dang the dure	G
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'O is your bairn to laird or loun	T
Or is it to your father's groom '	-
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'O hear me mother on my knee	T
Till my sad story I tell to thee	T
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'O we were sisters sisters seven	T
We were the fairest under heaven	T
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'It fell on a summer's afternoon	T
When a' our toilsome task was done	T
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'We cast the kavils us amang	A
To see which suld to the grene wood gang	A
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'Ohon alas for I was youngest	B2
And aye my wierd it was the hardest	B2
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'The kavil it on me did fa'	L
Whilk was the cause of a' my woe	D
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'For to the grene wood I maun gae	A
To pu' the red rose and the slae	L
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'To pu' the red rose and the thyme	C
To deck my mother's bour and mine	T
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'I hadna pu'd a flower but ane	T
When by there came a gallant hende	B2
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'Wi' high coll'd hose and laigh coll'd shoon	T
And he seem'd to be some king's son	T
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'And be I maid or be I nae	T
He kept me there till the close o' day	B2
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'And be I maid or be I nane	T
He kept me there till the day was done	T
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'He gae me a lock o' his yellow hair	G
And bade me keep it ever mair	G
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'He gae me a carknet o' bonny beads	C2
And bade me keep it against my needs	C2
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'He gae to me a gay gold ring	A
And bade me keep it abune a' thing '	-
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'What did ye wi' the tokens rare	G
That ye gat frae that gallant there '	-
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'O bring that coffer unto me	T
And a' the tokens ye sall see '	-
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'Now stay daughter your bour within	T
While I gae parley wi' my son '	-
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O she has taen her thro' the ha'	X
And on her son began to ca'	A
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'What did you wi' the bonny beads	C2
I bade ye keep against your needs	C2
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'What did you wi' the gay gold ring	A
I bade you keep abune a' thing '	-
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'I gae them to a ladye gay	A
I met in grene wood on a day	A
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'But I wad gie a' my halls and tours	D2
I had that ladye within my bours	D2
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'But I wad gie my very life	L
I had that ladye to my wife '	-
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'Now keep my son your ha's and tours	D2
Ye have that bright burd in your bours	D2
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'And keep my son your very life	L
Ye have that ladye to your wife '	-
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Now or a month was come and gane	T
The ladye bore a bonny son	T
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And 'twas weel written on his breast bane	T
'Cospatrick is my father's name '	-
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'O rowe my ladye in satin and silk	A
And wash my son in the morning milk '	-