I‘O I forbid you, maidens a’, That wear gowd on your hair, To come or gae by Carterhaugh, For young Tam Lin is there. II‘For even about that knight’s middle O’ siller bells are nine; And nae maid comes to Carterhaugh And a maid returns again.’ IIIFair Janet sat in her bonny bower, Sewing her silken seam, And wish’d to be in Carterhaugh Amang the leaves sae green. IVShe’s lat her seam fa’ to her feet, The needle to her tae And she’s awa’ to Carterhaugh As fast as she could gae. VAnd she has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee; And she has braided her yellow hair A little abune her bree And she has gaen for Carterhaugh As fast as she can hie. VIShe hadna pu’d a rose, a rose, A rose but barely ane, When up and started young Tam Lin; Says, ‘Ladye, let alane. VII‘What gars ye pu’ the rose, Janet? What gars ye break the tree? What gars ye come to Carterhaugh Without the leave o’ me?’ VIII‘Weel may I pu’ the rose,’ she says, ‘And ask no leave at thee; For Carterhaugh it is my ain, My daddy gave it me.’ IXHe’s ta’en her by the milk-white hand, And by the grass-green sleeve, He’s led her to the fairy ground At her he ask’d nae leave. XJanet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee, And she has snooded her yellow hair A little abune her bree, And she is to her father’s ha’ As fast as she can hie. XIBut when she came to her father’s ha’, She look’d sae wan and pale, They thought the lady had gotten a fright, Or with sickness she did ail. XIIFour and twenty ladies fair Were playing at the ba’, And out then came fair Janet Ance the flower amang them a’. XIIIFour and twenty ladies fair Were playing at the chess, And out then came fair Janet As green as onie glass. XIVOut then spak’ an auld grey knight ’Lay owre the Castle wa’, And says, ‘Alas, fair Janet! For thee we’ll be blamÈd a’.’ XV‘Hauld your tongue, ye auld-faced knight, Some ill death may ye die! Father my bairn on whom I will, I’ll father nane on thee. XVI‘O if my love were an earthly knight, As he is an elfin gay, I wadna gie my ain true-love For nae laird that ye hae. XVII‘The steed that my true-love rides on Is fleeter nor the wind; Wi’ siller he is shod before, Wi’ burning gold behind.’ XVIIIOut then spak’ her brither dear— He meant to do her harm: ‘There grows an herb in Carterhaugh Will twine XIXJanet has kilted her green kirtle A little abune her knee, And she has snooded her yellow hair A little abune her bree, And she’s awa’ to Carterhaugh As fast as she can hie. XXShe hadna pu’d a leaf, a leaf, A leaf but only twae, When up and started young Tam Lin, Says, ‘Ladye, thou’s pu’ nae mae. XXI‘How dar’ ye pu’ a leaf?’ he says, ‘How dar’ ye break the tree? How dar’ ye scathe ‘That’s between you and me?’ XXII‘O tell me, tell me, Tam,’ she says, ‘For His sake that died on tree, If ye were ever in holy chapel Or sain’d XXIII‘The truth I’ll tell to thee, Janet, Ae word I winna lee; A knight me got, and a lady me bore, As well as they did thee. XXIV‘Roxburgh he was my grandfather, Took me with him to bide; And ance it fell upon a day, As hunting I did ride, XXV‘There ca |