This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1881 Excerpt: ...my heart wi' a key o' gowd, And pinned it wi' a siller pin. O wherefore should I busk my head, Or wherefore should I kaim my hair, Since my true love has me forsook, And says he'll never love me mair? "Now Arthur's Seat shall be my bed, The sheets shall ne'er be'pressed by me; St Anton's Well shall be my drink, Since my true love has forsaken me. Gae, little page, and tell your lord, Gin he'll come doun and dine wi' me, I'll set him on a chair o' gowd, And serve him on my bended knee." The little page gaed up the stair: "Lord Douglas, dine wi' your ladye; She'll set you on a chair o' gowd, And serve you on her bended knee." "When cockle shells turn silver bells, When wine drieps red frae ilka tree, When frost and snaw will warm us a', Then I'll come doun and dine wi' thee." "But when my father got word o' this, 0 what an angry man was he! He sent fourscore o' his archers bauld, To bring me safe to his ain countrie. Fare ye weel, then, Jamie Douglas; 1 need care as little as ye care for me: The Earl of Mar is my father dear, And I sune will see my ain countrie. "Ye thocht that I was like yoursel', And loving ilk ane I did see; But here I swear, by the heavens clear, I never loved a man but thee. Slowly, slowly rase he up, And slowly, slowly came he doun; And when he saw me set on his horse, He garred his drums and trumpets sound. "When I upon my horse was set, My tenants all were with me ta'en; They set them down upon their knees, And they begged me to come back again. It's fare ye weel, my bonny palace, And fare ye weel my children three! God grant your father may get mair grace, And love ye better than he's loved me. "It's fare ye weel, my servants all, And you, my bonnie children three! God grant your fath...