Jock O' Hazeldean
(" Jock O' Hazelgreen")
(Sir Walter Scott, publ. in "Albyn's Anthology")
"Why weep ye by the tide, ladie,
Why weep ye by the tide?
I'll wed ye tae my youngest son,
And ye'll shall be his bride;
And ye'll shall be his bride, ladie,
Sae comely tae be seen;"
But aye she loot the tears down fa'
For Jock o' Hazeldean.
"Now let this wilfu' grief be done,
And dry that cheek so pale;
Young Frank is chief of Errington,
And lord of Langley-dale;
His step is first in peaceful ha',
His sword in battle keen;"
But aye she loot the tears down fa'
For Jock o' Hazeldean.
The kirk was deck'd at morning-tide,
The tapers glimmer'd fair;
The priest and bridegroom wait the bride,
And dame and knight are there.
They sought her baith by bower and ha';
The ladie was not seen!
She's o'er the Border, and awa'
Wi' Jock o' Hazeldean!