X: 1
T: LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNET
O: 1806
B: "Caledonian Musical Repository", 1806, p.202-208
F: http://digital.nls.uk/special-collections-of-printed-music/pageturner.cfm?id=87661539
Z: 2013 John Chambers <jc:trillian.mit.edu>
M: C
L: 1/8
K: D
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w: Lord Tho-mas* and fair An-net Sat*
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w: a' day* on a hill; Whan night was*
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w: come, and the sun was* set, They had* not*
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w: talk'd their* fill.
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W: 2.Lord Thomas said a word in jest,
W:     Fair Annet took it ill;
W:   "O, I will never wed a wife,
W:     "Against my ain friends will."
W:
W: 3."Gif ye will never wed a wife,
W:     "A wife will ne'er wed ye."
W:   Sae he is hame to tell his mither,
W:     And kneel'd down on his knee.
W:
W: 4."O rede, O rede, mither," he says,
W:     "A gude rede gie to me:
W:   "O sall I tak the nut-browne bride,
W:     "And let fair Annet be?"
W:
W: 5."The nut-browne bride has gowd and gear,
W:     "Fair Annet she's gat nane;
W:   "And the little bewtie fair Annet has,
W:     "O, it will soon be gane,"
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W:
W: 6.And he has to his brither gane,
W:     "Now, brither, rede ye me;
W:   "Q, sail I marrie the nut-browne bride?
W:     "And let fair Annet be?"
W:
W: 7."The nut-browne bride has oxen, brither,
W:     "The nut-browne bride has kye;
W:   "I wad hae ye marrie the nut-browne bride,
W:     "And cast fair Annet bye."
W:
W: 8."Her oxen may die i' the house, billie,
W:     "And her kye into the byre,
W:   "And I sail hae naething to mysell,
W:     "But a fat fadge by the fyre."
W:
W: 9.And he has till his sister gane,
W:     "Now, sister, rede ye me;
W:   "O sail I marrie the nut-browne bride,
W:     "And set fair Annet free?"
W:
W:10."Ise rede tak fair Annet, Thomas,
W:     "And let the browne bride alane,
W:   "Lest ye sould sigh, and say, Alas!
W:     "What is this we brought hame?"
W:
W:11."No, I will tak my mither's counsel^
W:     "And marrie me out o' hand;
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W:   "And I will tak the nut-browne bride;
W:     "Fair Annet may leave the land."
W:
W:12.Up then rose fair Annet's father,
W:     Twa hours or it were day,
W:   And he has gane into the bower
W:     Wherein fair Annet lay.
W:
W:13."Rise up, rise up, fair Annet, he says,"
W:     "Put on your silken sheene
W:   "Let us gae to Saint Marie's kirk,
W:     "And see that rich wedden."
W:
W:14."My maids, gae to my dressing-room,
W:     "And dress to me my hair;
W:   "Whare'er ye laid a plait before,
W:     "See ye lay ten times mair.
W:
W:15."My maids, gae to my dressing-room,
W:     "And dress to me my smock;
W:   "The ae hauf is o' the Holland fine,
W:     "The ither o' needle-work."
W:
W:16.The horse fair Annet rade upon,
W:     He amblit like the wind;
W:   Wi' siller he was shod before,
W:     Wi' burning gowd behind.
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W:
W:17.Four-and-twenty siller bells
W:     Were a' tied till his mane;
W:   Wi' yae tift o' the nor'land wind,
W:     They tinkled ane by ane.
W:
W:18.Four-and-twenty gay gude knights
W:     Rade by fair Annet's side,
W:   And four-and-twenty fair ladies,
W:     As gin she'd been a bride.
W:
W:19.And when she cam to Marie's kirke,
W:     She sat on Marie's stane;
W:   The cleading that fair Annet had on,
W:     It skinkled in their een.
W:
W:20.And when she cam into the kirke,
W:     She skimmer'd like the sun;
W:   The belt that was aboute her waist
W:     Was a' wi' pearles bedone.
W:
W:21.She sat her by the nut-browne bride,
W:     And her een they were sae clear,
W:   Lord Thomas he quite forgat the bride.
W:     When fair Annet drew near.
W:
W:22.He had a rose into his hand,
W:     He gae it kisses three,
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W:   And, reaching by the nut-browne bride..
W:     Laid it on fair Annet's knee.
W:
W:23.Up then spak the nut-browne bride,
W:     She spak wi' meikle spite:
W:   "And whare gat ye that rose-water
W:     "That does mak ye sae white?"
W:
W:24."O, I did get that rose-water
W:     "Whare ye will ne'er get nane;
W:   "For I did get that very rose-water
W:     "Into my mither's wame."
W:
W:25.The bride she drew a lang bodkin
W:     Frae out her grey head-gear,
W:   And strack fair Annet into the heart,
W:     That word she ne'er spak mair.
W:
W:26.Lord Thomas saw fair Annet wax pale,
W:     And marvelit what mote be;
W:   But when he saw her dear heart's blude,
W:     A' wood wroth waxed he.
W:
W:27.He drew his dagger that was sae sharp,
W:     That was sae sharp and meit,
W:   And drave it into the nut-browne bride
W:     That fell deid at his feit.
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W:
W:28."Now stay for me, dear Annet,"he said,
W:     "Now stay, my dear," he cry'd;
W:   Then strack the dagger intil his heart,
W:     And fell deid by her side.
W:
W:29.Lord Thomas was bury'd without kirk-wa',
W:     Fair Annet within the quiere ;
W:   And o' the tane there grew a birk,
W:     The ither a bonny briere.
W:
W:30.And ay they grew, and ay they threw,
W:     As they wad faine be neare,
W:   And by this ye may ken right weil,
W:     They were twa luvers deare.
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