# Duke of Gordon's daughters (1815-1825)/The duke of Gordon's daughters

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THE DUKE OF GORDON'S DAUGHTERS.
The Duke of Gordon had three daughters, Elizabeth, Marg'ret, and Jean, They would not stay in bonny Cast e Gordon, but they went away to bonny Aberdeen.
They had not been in bonny Aberdeen, a twelvemonth and a day, Till Jean fell in love with Captain Ogilvie, and away with him went she.
Word came to the Duke of Gordon, in the chamber where he lay How Lady Jean fell in love with a Captain, and from him she would not stay.
Go saddle me the black horse, he cried, my servant shall ride on the grey; And I will go to bonny Aberdeen, forthwith to bring her away.
They were not a mile from Aberdeen, a mile but only one, Till he met with his two daughters, but away was Lady Jean.
O where is your sister, maidens? where is your sister now? O where is your sister, maidens, that she's not along with you?
​O pardon us honoured father,
O ⟨pardon⟩ us they did say: Lady Jean is with Captain Ogilvie, and from him she will not stay.
When he came to bonny Aberdeen, and down upon the green, There did he see Captain Ogilvie, training his gallent men.
O woe be to thee Captain Ogilvie, and an ill death shalt thou die, For taking to thee, my daughter, high hanged shalt thou shalt be.
The Duke of Gordon wrote a letter, and sent it to the king, Desiring him to hang brave Captain Ogilvie, if e'er he caused hang any man.
Said the King I'll not hang Captain Ogilvie for any offence that I see But I'll cause him to put off the scarlet, and put on the single livery.
Now word came to Captain Ogilvie, in the chamber where he lay, To strip off the gold-lace and scarlet, and put on the single livery.
If this be for bonny Jeany Gordon, this penance I'll take wi' If this be for my true ⟨love⟩ Jeany, all this and more I'll dree.
​Lady Jean had not been married, a year but only three, Till she had a babe in ev'ry arm, and another on her knee.
O but I'm weary wand'ring, O but my fortune is bad; It sets not the Duke of Gordon's daughter, to follow a soldier lad.
O hold your tongue, bonny Jeany Gordon, O hold thy tongue my lamb, For once I was a noble captain, now for thy sake a single man.
O high is the hills and the mountains, cold was the fro t and snow Lady Jean's shoes were all torn, no further could she go.
O if I were in the glens of Foudlen, where hunting I have been, I could go to bonny castle Gordon, without either stockings or sheen.
O hold your tongue bonny Jeany Gordon, O hold your tongue my dow, I have but one half crown in the world, and I'll buy hose and shoon to you.
When she came to bonny Castle Gordon, and coming over the green. The Porter call'd out very loudly, O yonder comes our lady Jean.
​O you are welcome bonny Jeany Gordon her father to her did say, Thou art welcome dear Jeany Gordon, but away with your Ogilvie.
Now over the seas went the Captain, as a soldier under command, But a messenger soon followed after, which caused a countermand.
Come home now brave Captain Ogilvie to enjoy your brother's land; O come home gallant Captain Ogilvie, you're the heir of Northumberland.
What does this mean? says the Captain, where's my brother's children three? O they are all dead and buried, the lands they are ready for thee.
Then hoist up the sails, brave Captain, and let us be jovial and free. I'll go home and have my estate, and then my dear Jeany I'll see.
He soon came to bonny Castle Gordon, and then at the gate stood he; The Porter cry'd with a loud voice, O here comes Captain Ogilvie.
O you're welcome now Captain Ogilvie, your fortune's advanced I hear, No stranger can come to my gates, that I do love so dear.
​Sir, the last time I was at your gate, you would not let me in, Now I am come for my wife and children no friendship else I claim.
Then Jean came tripping down the stair with the tear into her eye, One babe she had at every foot, one in her aims did ly.
The Captain took her straight in his arms,
O a happy man was he: Saying Welcome bonny Jeany Gordon, Countess of Northumberland to be.
The Captain came off with his Lady, and his sweet lovely babes three, Saying, I'm as good blood by descent, tho' the great Duke of Gordon you be.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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