As I Went By the Luckenbooths As I went by the Luckenbooths I saw a lady fair. She had long pendles in her ears, And jewels in her hair. And when she cam' to our door She speired at wha was ben, "Oh, hae ye seen my lost love Wi' his braw Hieland men?" The smile about her bonnie cheek Was sweeter than the bee; Her voice was like the birdie's sang Upon the birken tree. But when the meenister cam' out Her mare began to prance, Then rade into the sunset Beyond the coast of France. ________________________________________________________ Moffat 50 TSNR (1933), 5 (whence Buchan 101 SS , 147), with music (titled "The Fair Lady"). M. says this is a spectral or "ghostie" ballad, a great favourite of children in the 17th and 18th centuries [which I greatly doubt]. MS
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