Minstrelsy of the Scottish border - National Library of Scotland

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Syne has he bent an arblast bow,
And aini'd an arrow at her head ;
And swore if she didna quit the land,
Wi' that same sliaft to shoot her dead.
O out of my stythe I winna rise,
" (And it is not for the awe o' thee)
Till Kempion, the kingis son.
He has louted him o'er the dizzy crag,
And gi'en the monster kisses ane ;
Awa she gaed, and again she cam,
The fieryest beast that ever was seen.
" O out o' my stythe I winna rise,
" (And not for a' thy bow nor thee)
" Till Kempion, the kingis son,
" Cum to the crag, and thrice kiss me.
He's louted him o'er the Estmere crags.
And he has gi'en her kisses twa :
Awa she gaed, and again she cam.
The fieryest beast that ever you saw.