Lady Isabel and the Elf KnightFair lady Isabel sits in her bower sewing,
Aye as the gowans grow gay
There she heard an elf-knight blawing his horn.
The first morning in May
"If I had yon horn that I hear blawing,
"If I had yon horn that I hear blawing,
An yon elf-knight to sleep in my bosom."
This maiden had scrcely these words spoken,
This maiden had scrcely these words spoken,
Till in at her window the elf-knight has luppen
"It's a very strange matter, fair maiden," said he,
"It's a very strange matter, fair maiden," said he,
"I canna blaw my horn but ye call on me.
"But will ye go to yon greenwood side?
"But will ye go to yon greenwood side?
If ye canna going, I will cause you to ride,"
He leapt on a horse, and she on another,
He leapt on a horse, and she on another,
And they rode on the greenwood together.
"Light down, light down, lady Isabel," said he,
"Light down, light down, lady Isabel," said he,
"We are come to the place where ye are to die."
"Hae mercy, hae mercy, kind sir, on me,
"Hae mercy, hae mercy, kind sir, on me,
Till ance my dear father and mother I see.
"Seven king's-daughters here hae I slain,
"Seven king's-daughters here hae I slain,
And ye shall be the eight o them."
"O sit down a while, lay your head on my knee,
"O sit down a while, lay your head on my knee,
That we may hae some rest before I die."
She stroak'd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep,
She stroak'd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep,
Wi a sma charm she lulld him fast asleep.
Wi his ain sword-belt sae fast as she ban him
Wi his ain sword-belt sae fast as she ban him
Wi his ain dag-durk sae sair as she dang him
"If seven king's-daughters here ye hae slain,
Lye ye here, a husband to them a'."
Now that's the kind of girl I named my daughter after. Sweet.
1 comment:
Loved it. Isabel and the beamish boy can go out hunting together. They'd make a good pair.
PS I'm so excited for when I can share Terence, this is Stupid Stuff with my own children.
PPS Hello, how are you, won't you tell me your name?
PPPS It is too late to call you and tell you this so I have to write it--you're awesome.
PPPPS Are you working on the book??
PPPPPS I'm supposed to be working right now. But writing long boring comments is so much . . . easier.
PPPPPPS I didn't mean to imply that you're easy.
Goodnight now. Go work on the book. No more elf poems (although I have a few elf poem favorites you made me want to reread) as they might distract you from the far more important matter of trolls.
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