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# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 294

For more information, see Wikipedia: Dugal Quin
DUGALL QUIN came to the toun, An he's ben lang awaa, An he is one to Lissie's bed, Tartan, trues, an a'.
"Hou wad ye leak me, Lisie," he says, "Gin that I war yer ain, We raged cot apon my back, An singel-soled sheen, A littel we bonnet on my head, An tua merry wenking ean?"
"Well wad I leak ye, Dugall," she says, "Gin that ye war my ain, We ragged coat upon yer back, An singel-soled sheen, A littel we bonnet on yer head, An tua merry wenking eyn.
"Hou wad ye leak me, Dugall," she says, "Gin I wer yer ain, We silken sneed upon my head, An gold fann in my hand, An madins ning, a' clead in green, To be att my comand?"
"Well wad I leak ye, Lisie," he says, "Gin ye wer my ain, We silken sneed upon yer head, An a goud fan in yer hand, An madins nine, a' clad in green, To be att yer command.
"Follou me nou, Lisie," he says, "Follou me throu Farie, An reap the boddoms of my pakets, An ye'll gett tempeng chiss of farei."
Outspak her father, says, Lissie, I widna wish ye, For gin ye gay we this young man They will say I ha bat lost ye.
"O had yer toung, my father dear, For a' that winne brake me; For I will gaa we this young man, Since it's his will to take me."
"Follou me nou, Liss," he says, "An follou me throu Farie, An reap the boddom of my poket, An ye'll gett tempeng chess of farie."
"Wea matt worth yer well-fared face, Alas that ever I saa ye! The first an thing that ever ye gaa to me Was the tempen chess of farie."
Dugall Quin read doun the toun, Upon Dumfarling's horses, An Lisie Meanes folloued him, For a' her father's forces.
"Follou me nou, Lisie," he says, "An follou me our Boggie; I ill make ye lady of ning mills, An lady of bonny Garlog ."
She has folloued her trou-love [An folloued him] our Boggie, An she has marred Dugall Quin, An lives belou Strathbogy.
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 301

For more information, see Wikipedia: The Queen of Scotland
"O TROY MUIR, my lily-flower, An asking I'll ask thee; Will ye come to my bigley bower And drink the wine wi me?"
"My dame, this is too much honour You have conferrd on me; I'm sure it's mair than I've deservd Frae sic a one as thee."
"In Reekie's towers I hae a bower, And pictures round it set; There is a bed that is well made, Where you and I shall sleep."
"O God forbid," this youth then said, "That ever I drie sic blame As ever to touch the queen's bodie, Altho the king's frae hame."
When that he had these words spoken, She secretly did say, Some evil I shall work this man, Before that it be day.
Whan a' her maids were gane to bed, And knights were gane frae hame, She calld upon young Troy Muir, To put fire in her room.
"An asking, asking, Troy Muir, An asking ye'll grant me;" "O, if it be a lawful thing, My dame it's granted be."
"There is a stane in yon garden, Nae ane lifts it for me; But if that ye woud lift the same, A brave man I'll ca thee.
"Under yon stane there is a pit, Most dreary for to see, And in it there's as much red gowd As buy a dukedom to thee."
"O if I had ae sleep in bed, And saw the morning sun, As soon 's I rise and see the skies, Your will it shall be done."
When birds did sing, and sun did rise, And sweetly sang the lark, Troy Muir to the garden went, To work this dreary wark.
He's taen the stane then by a ring, And lifted manfullie; A serpent that lang wanted meat Round Troy Muir's middle did flee.
"How shall I get rid o this foul beast? It's by it I must dee; I never thought the queen, my friend, Woud work this mischief to me."
But by there came a weelfaird may, As Troy Muir did tauk, The serpent's furious rage to lay, Cut aff her fair white pap.
As soon as she the same had done, Young Troy Muir was set free, And in ane hour the wound was heald, That nae mair pain had she.
Says Troy Muir, My lily-flower, Ye hae releas d me; But before I see another day, My wedded wife ye'se be.
He married her on that same day, Brought her to his ain hame; A lovely son to him she bare, When full nine months were gane.
As heaven was pleasd, in a short time, To ease her first sad pain, Sae was it pleasd, when she'd a son, To hae a pap again.
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 302

WHEN two lovers love each other well, Great sin it were them to twinn; And this I speak from Young Bearwell; He loved a lady young, The Mayor's daughter of Birktoun-brae, That lovely, leesome thing.
One day when she was looking out, When washing her milk-white hands, That she beheld him Young Bearwell, As he came in the sands.
Says, Wae's me for you, Young Bearwell, Such tales of you are tauld; They'll cause you sail the salt sea so far As beyond Yorkisfauld.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . "O shall I bide in good greenwood, Or stay in bower with thee?"
"The leaves are thick in good greenwood, Would hold you from the rain; And if you stay in bower with me You will be taken and slain.
"But I caused build a ship for you Upon Saint Innocent's day; I'll bid Saint Innocent be your guide, And Our Lady, that meikle may. You are a lady's first true-love, God carry you well away!"
Then he sailed east, and he sailed west, By many a comely strand; At length a puff of northern wind Did blow him to the land.
When he did see the king and court, Were playing at the ba; Gave him a harp into his hand, Says, Stay, Bearwell, and play.
had not been in the king's court A twelvemonth and a day, Till there came lairds and lords anew To court that lady gay.
They wooed her with brooch and ring, They nothing could keep back; The very charters of their lands Into her hands they pat.
She's done her down to Heyvalin, With the light of the moon; Says, Will ye do this deed for me, And will ye do it soon?
"Will ye go seek him Young Bearwell, On seas wherever he be? And if I live and bruik my life Rewarded ye shall be."
"Alas, I am too young a skipper, So far to sail the faem; Bit if I live and bruik my life I'll strive to bring him hame."
So he has saild east and then saild west, By many a comely strand, Till there came a blast of northern wind And blew him to the land.
And there the king and all his court Were playing at the ba; Gave him a harp into his hand, Says, Stay, Heyvalin, and play.
He has tane up the harp in hand, And unto play went he, And Young Bearwell was the first man In all that companie.
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 297

"O EARL Rothes, an thou wert mine, And I were to be thy ladie, I wad drink at the beer, and tipple at the wine, And be my bottle with any."
"Hold thy tongue, sister Ann," he says, "Thy words they are too many; What wad ye do wi sae noble a lord, When he has so noble a ladie?
"O I'll pay you your tocher, Lady Ann, Both in gear and money, If ye'll forsake Earl Rothes's companie, And mind that he has a ladie."
"I do not value your gold," she says, "Your gear it's no sae readie; I'll neer forsake Earl Rothes's companie, And I don't gie a fig for his ladie."
"I'll keep ye i the castle, Lady Ann, O servants ye shall hae monie; I'll keep ye till ye're safely brocht to bed, And I'll mak you a marquis's ladie."
"I do not value your castle," she says, "Your servants are no sae readie; Earl Rothes will keep me till I'm brocht to bed, And he'll mak me a marquis's ladie."
"Woe be to thee, Earl Rothes," he says, "And the mark o the judge be upon thee, For the using o this poor thing sae, For the using my sister so badly.
"When I'm come to the years of a man, And able a sword to carry, I'll thrust it thro Earl Rothes' bodie For the using my sister sae basely.
"Fare thee well, Lady Ann," he says, "No longer will I tarry; You and I will never meet again, Till we meet at the bonny town o Torry."
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 295

For more information, see Wikipedia: The Brown Girl
A
"I am as brown as brown can be, My eyes as black as a sloe; I am as brisk as a nightingale, And as wilde as any doe.
"My love has sent me a love-letter, Not far from yonder town, That he could not fancy me, Because I was so brown.
"I sent him his letter back again, For his love I valu'd not, Whether that he could fancy me Or whether he could not.
"He sent me his letter back again, That he lay dangerous sick, That I might then go speedily To give him up his faith."
Now you shall hear what love she had Then for this love-sick man; She was a whole long summer's day In a mile a going on.
When she came to her love's bed-side, Where he lay dangerous sick, She could not for laughing stand Upright upon her feet.
She had a white wand all in her hand, And smoothd it all on his breast; "In faith and troth come pardon me, I hope your soul's at rest.
"I'll do as much for my true-love As other maidens may; I'll dance and sing on my love's grave A whole twelvemonth and a day."
B
"I am as brown as brown can be, And my eyes as black as sloe; I am as brisk as brisk can be, And wild as forest doe.
"My love he was so high and proud, His fortune too so high, He for another fair pretty maid Me left and passed me by.
"Me did he send a love-letter, He sent it from the town, Saying no more he loved me, For that I was so brown.
"I sent his letter back again, Saying his love I valued not, Whether that he would fancy me, Whether that he would not.
"When that six months were overpassd, Were overpassd and gone, Then did my lover, once so bold, Lie on his bed and groan.
"When that six months were overpassd, Were gone and overpassd, O then my lover, once so bold, With love was sick at last.
"First sent he for the doctor-man: "You, doctor, me must cure; The pains that now do torture me I can not long endure."
"Next did he send from out the town, O next did send for me; He sent for me, the brown, brown girl Who once his wife should be.
"O neer a bit the doctor-man His sufferings could relieve; O never an one but the brown, brown girl Who could his life reprieve."
Now you shall hear what love she had For this poor love-sick man, How all one day, a summer's day, She walked and never ran.
When that she came to his bedside, Where he lay sick and weak, O then for laughing she could not stand Upright upon her feet.
"You flouted me, you scouted me, And many another one; Now the reward is come at last, For all that you have done."
The rings she took from off her hands, The rings by two and three: "O take, O take these golden rings, By them remember me."
She had a white wand in her hand, She strake him on the breast: "My faith and troth I give back to thee, So may thy soul have rest."
"Prithee," said he, "Forget, forget, Prithee forget, forgive; O grant me yet a little space, That I may be well and live."
"O never will I forget, forgive, So long as I have breath; I'll dance above your green, green grave Where you do lie beneath."
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 300

For more information, see Wikipedia: Blancheflour and Jollyflorice
THERE was a maid, richly arrayd, In robes were rare to see, For seven years and something mair She servd a gay ladie.
But being fond o a higher place, In service she thought lang; She took her mantle her about, Her coffer by the band.
And as she walkd by the shore-side, As blythe's a bird on tree, Yet still she gaz'd her round about, To see what she could see.
At last she spied a little castle, That stood near by the sea; She spied it far and drew it near, To that castle went she.
And when she came to that castle She tirled at the pin, And ready stood a little wee boy To lat this fair maid in.
"O who's the owner of this place, O porter-boy, tell me;" "This place belongs unto a queen O birth and high degree."
She put her hand in her pocket, And gae him shillings three: "O porter, bear my message well Unto the queen frae me."
The porter's gane before the queen, Fell low down on his knee: "Win up, win up, my porter-boy, What makes this courtesie?"
"I hae been porter at your yetts, My dame, these years full three, But see a ladie at your yetts The fairest my eyes did see."
"Cast up my yetts baith wide and braid, Lat her come in to me, And I'll know by her courtesie Lord's daughter if she be."
When she came in before the queen, Fell low down on her knee: "Service frae you, my dame the queen, I pray you grant it me."
"If that service ye now do want, What station will ye be? Can ye card wool, or spin, fair maid, Or milk the cows to me?"
"No, I can neither card nor spin, Nor cows I canno milk, But sit into a lady's bower And sew the seams o silk."
"What is your name, ye comely dame? Pray tell this unto me:" "O Blancheflour, that is my name, Born in a strange countrie."
"O keep ye well frae Jellyflorice-+--+- My ain dear son is he-+--+- When other ladies get a gift, O that ye shall get three."
It wasna tald into the bower Till it went thro the ha, That Jellyflorice and Blancheflour Were grown ower great witha.
When the queen's maids their visits paid, Upo the gude Yule-day, When other ladies got horse to ride, She boud take foot and gae.
The queen she calld her stable-groom, To come to her right seen; Says, Ye'll take out yon wild waith steed And bring him to the green.
"Ye'll take the bridle frae his head, The lighters frae his een; Ere she ride three times roun the cross, Her weel-days will be dune."
Jellyflorice his true-love spy'd As she rade roun the cross, And thrice he kissd her lovely lips, And took her frae her horse.
"Gang to your bower, my lily-flower, For a' my mother's spite; There's nae other amang her maids, In whom I take delight.
"Ye are my jewel, and only ane, Nane 's do you injury; For ere this-day-month come and gang My wedded wife ye'se be."
# The English and Scottish Popular Ballads/Part 9/Chapter 296

For more information, see Wikipedia: w:Walter Lesly
On the second of October, a Monday at noon, In came Walter Lesly, to see his proper one; He sent a chair down by her side, and gently sat her by, Says, Will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?
He's taen a glass into his hand, inviting her to drink, But little knew she his meaning, or what the rogue did think; Nor what the rogue did think, to steal the maid away; "Will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?"
When they had taen a glass or two, and all were making merry, In came Geordy Lesly, and forth he did her carry; Then upon high horseback sae hard's he did her tye, "Will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?"
Her mother she came to the door, the saut tears on her cheek, She coudna see her daughter, it was for dust and reek; It was for dust and reek, the swords they glancd sae high; "And will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?"
When they came to the ale-house, the people there were busy; A bridal-bed it was well made, and supper well made ready; When the supper down was set, baith plum-pudding and pie, "And will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?"
When they had eaten and well drunken, and a' man bound for bed, The laddie and the lassie in ae chamber were laid; He quickly stript her to the smock, and gently laid her bye, Says, Will ye go to Conland, this winter-time to lye?
But Walter being weary, he fell fast asleep, And then the lassie thought it fit to start up till her feet; To start up till her feet, and her petticoats to tye, "We'll go no more to Conland, the winter-time to lye."
Then over moss and over muir sae cleverly she ran, And over hill and over dale, without stockings or shoon; The men pursued her full fast, wi mony shout and cry, Says, Will ye go to Conland, the winter-time to lye.
"Wae to the dubs o Duffus land, that eer they were sae deep; They've trachled a' our horsemen and gart our captain sleep; And gart our captain sleep, and the lassie win away, And she'll go no more to Conland, the winter-time to lye."
"I'd rather be in Duffus land, selling at the ale, Before I was wi Lesly, for a' his auld meal; For a' his auld meal, and sae mony comes to buy; I'll go no more to Conland the winter-time to lye.
"I'd rather be in Duffus land, draggin at the ware, Before I was wi Lesly, for a' his yellow hair; For a' his yellow hair, and sae well's he can it tye; I'll go no more to Conland, this winter-time to lye."
It was not for her beauty, nor yet her gentle bluid, But for her mither's dollars, of them he had great need; Of them he had great need, now he maun do them by, For she'll go no more to Conland, this winter-time to lye.
# The Flowers of the Forest (Scott)/The Flowers of the Forest

THE FLOWERS OF THE FOREST.
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# The Flowers of the Forest (Scott)/Auld Rob Morris

AULD ROB MORRIS.
F I N I S.
# The Flowers of the Forest (Scott)

THE
Flowers of the Forest;
COMPOSED ON THE
BATTLE OF FLOWDEN FIELD,
Fought 5th Sept. 1513.
To which is added,
AULD ROB MORRIS.
GREENOCK:
Printed by William Scott.
* The Flowers of the Forest
* Auld Rob Morris
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# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Stanley, Sir John

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​Stanley, Sir John, Kt., (1901); K.C.I.E., (1911); Knight of Grace Order of St. John of Jerusalem, (1911); K.C., B.A., LL.B., Chief Justice, N.W.P., (Retired); s. of late John Stanley, of Armagh Solicitor; b. 1846; educ: Royal School, Armagh and Trinity College, Dublin; Scholar and Gold Medallist in Classics; called to Bar (King’s Inn) Dublin, 1872; Q.C., 1892; Bencher, 1896; Puisne Judge, High Court, Calcutta, 1898-1901; Chief Justice, High Court, North West Provinces, 1901-1911; Chairman, U.P. Famine Committee, 1901-07; m. Annie, d. of late James Norris of Castle Hill, Blechingley, 1879. Address: 19, Glashow Gardens, South Kensington, S.W. Club: Junior Carlton; University, Dublin.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Steel, Mrs. Flora Annie

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​Steel, Mrs. Flora Annie; well known writer and Novelist; d. of late George Webster; b. at Harrow, but brought up in Forfarshire; an omniverous reader; adopted Art as her profession at the suggestion of Sir Noel Paton; m. Mr. Steel, a Bengal Civilian, and came out to India, 1867; deeply interested in the Native Indian Life; began to urge educational reforms on the attention of the Government of India; worked earnestly in the cause of education and was thanked by Government on no fewer than six different occasions for her labours in the field of education; became Inspectress of Government and Aided Schools in the Punjab; for some years a Member of the Educational Committee; did much in conjunction with Mr. Lockwood Kipling to foster Indian Arts and Crafts, Publications: “ ​WideawakeStories", annotated by Sir Richard Temple; “From the five Rivers”; “The Potters’ Thumb”; “On the Face of the Waters”; and “India through the ages”, etc., etc. Address: Court O’Hill, Tenbury, Wore.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Stein, Sir Mark Aurel

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​Stein, Sir Mark Aurel, K.C.I.E. (1912), Ph.D., D.Litt., D.Sc, C.I.E., (1910), Superintendent, Indian Archaeological department, s. of late Mr. Nichola Stein; b. Budapest, 1862; educ: Budapest and Dresden; studied Oriental languages and antiquities at Vienna and in England; came to India as Principal, Oriental College, Lahore; Registrar, Punjab University, 1888-89; made Antiquarian researches in Kashmir and on Afghan Frontier; Principal, Government Madrassa, Calcutta, 1899; carried out Archaeological explorations for Indian Government in Chinese Turkistan, 1900-01; Inspector-General of Education, N.W. Province and Beluchistan, 1906-08; carried out Archaeological and Geographical explorations in Central Asia and West China; transferred to the Archaeological department, 1909. Publications; Chronicle of the Kings of Kashmir, (3 vols.); Sand-buried Ruins of Khotan; Ancient Khotan, (2 vols.); Ruins of Desert Cathay (2 vols.); many papers on Sanskrit Literature, Indian Archaeology and Geography. Recreations: Walking, Riding and Photography. Address: c/o Political Agent, G. Gilgit, N.W.F. Province. Club: Royal Societies.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Stanyon, Henry John

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​Stanyon, Henry John, C.I.E. (1895), V.D., Bar-at-Law, Honorary A.D.C to Viceroy of India; e.s. of late G. W. L. Stanyon; b. 1857; called to Bar (Inner Temple), 1881; Advocate,. High Court, N.W. Province, 1882; President, Municipal Committee, Jubbalpore, 1892-97: Divisional Judge, Nagpur, 1897; Judicial Commissioner, Berar, 1905; Honorary A.D.C to Viceroy of India, 1910; Colonel, Nagpur Volunteer Rifles. Address; Nagpur, Central Provinces.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Stawell, G. C.

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​Stawell, G. C., Chief Engineer, Rangoon; educ: R.I.E. College, London; joined service as Assistant Engineer. 1884; Executive Engineer, 1896; transferred to Burma, 1905; Superintending Engineer, 1907; Chief Engineer, 1913. Address: Rangoon, Burma.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Standage, Major Robert Fraser

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​Standage, Major Robert Fraser, M.R.C.P., M.R.C.S., Residency Surgeon, Bangalore; b. 1868; educ: privately; joined the St. Bartholomew’s Hospital, London, and studied Medicine; won the Bentley Surgical Prize; held various medical appointments at London Hospital; came out to India, 1895; appointed to Bombay Lancers, 1897; District Medical Officer on Famine duty, same year; thanked by Government for excellent work in Sholapur famine; attached to 2nd Baluchis under orders for Uganda, East Africa; mentioned in despatches for conspicuous gallantry (Uganda medal and clasp); Residency Surgeon, Mysore, 1900; attended the Delhi Durbar and received the Coronation medal, Publications: Many papers bearing on the abdominal and gynaecological surgery published in the “Lancet”, ‘Indian Medical Gazette’, and the ‘Journal of Gynaecology of the British Empire’. Address; Bangalore, Mysore State.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Standen, Bertram Prior

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​Standen, Bertram Prior, C.I.E. (1901), Executive Engineer; s. of R. S. Standen of Lindfield, Sussex; b. 1867; educ: Uppingham; and Trinity College, Cambridge; joined service, 1888; Assistant Commissioner, Burma; Registrar, Judicial Commissioner’s Court, Nagpur, 1892; Settlement Officer, 1894; Deputy Commissioner, Central Provinces, 1897; Commissioner of Settlement and Agriculture, 1904; Registrar of Co-operative Credit Societies,. 1905; Chief Secretary to Chief Commissioner, Central Provinces. Address: Nagpur, C.P.
# The Indian Biographical Dictionary (1915)/Stebbing, Edward Percy

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​Stebbing, Edward Percy, F.L.S., F.Z.S., F.R.G.S., F.E.S., Indian Forest Service; Lecturer in Forestry and Head of the Forestry Department, University of Edinburgh, since 1910; b. 1870; s. of Edward Charles Stebbing; m. 1907, Maud Evelyn, o.d. of late Colonel W. T. Brown, Indian Army, of Warboro’ House, South Devonshire; one s. educ: St. Paul’s School; Royal Indian Engineering College, Cooper’s Hill; Prize in Forest Entomology, 1892; Diploma in Forestry, 1893; Assistant Conservator of Forests, Indian Forest Service, 1893; Deputy Conservator, 1900; Forest Entomologist to the Government of India, 1901-02, and 1904-06; Acting Superintendent of the Indian Museum, Calcutta 1903; Forest Zoologist to Government of India and Member of Imperial Forest Research Institute and College, 1906-09; Hon. Editor, Indian Forester, 1903-07. Publications: Injurious Insects of Indian Forests, Departmental Notes on Forest Insects; Manual of Indian Forest Zoology; Insect Intruders in Indian Houses; Jungle By-ways in India; Stalks in the Himalaya; Indian Forest Insects of Economic Importance, 1914. Contributions to the Allahabad Pioneer, Calcutta, Englishman, Indian Field, Transactions of Linnaean and Zoological Societies, Asiatic Society of Bengal, Journal of Bombay Nat. History Society, Indian Forest Bulletins, Country Life, etc. Address: Hollycott, Lasswade, Midlothian. Club: East India United Service.