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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344291" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Broomfield Hill</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There was a knight and lady bright<br>Set trysts amo the broom,<br>The one to come at morning eav,<br>The other at afternoon.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'll wager a wager wi' you,' he said,<br>'An hundred marks and ten,<br>That ye shall not go to Broomfield Hills,<br>Return a maiden again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I'll wager a wager wi' you,' she said,<br>'A hundred pounds and ten,<br>That I will gang to Broomfield Hills,<br>A maiden return again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The lady stands in her bower door,<br>And thus she made her mane:<br>'Oh, shall I gang to Broomfield Hills,<br>Or shall I stay at hame?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If I do gang to Broomfield Hills<br>A maid I'll not return;<br>But if I stay from Broomfield Hills,<br>I'll be a maid mis-sworn.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then out it speaks an auld witch wife,<br>Sat in the bower aboon:<br>'O ye shall gang to Broomfield Hills,<br>Ye shall not stay at hame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'But when ye gang to Broomfield Hills,<br>Walk nine times round and round;<br>Down below a bonny burn bank,<br>Ye'll find your love sleeping sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ye'll pu the bloom frae off the broom,<br>Strew't at his head and feet,<br>And aye the thicker that ye do strew,<br>The sounder he will sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The broach that is on your napkin,<br>Put it on his breast bane,<br>To let him know, when he does wake,<br>That's true love's come and gane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'The rings that are on your fingers,<br>Lay them down on a stane,<br>To let him know, when he does wake,<br>That's true love's come and gane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And when he hae your work all done,<br>Ye'll gang to a bush o' broom,<br>And then you'll hear what he will say,<br>When he sees ye are gane.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she came to Broomfield Hills,<br>She walked it nine times round,<br>And down below yon burn bank,<br>She found him sleeping sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She pu'd the bloom frae off the broom,<br>Strew'd it at 's head and feet,<br>And aye the thicker that she strewd,<br>The sounder he did sleep.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The broach that was on her napkin,<br>She put it on his breast-bane,<br>To let him know, when he did wake,<br>His love was come and gane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The rings that were on her fingers,<br>She laid upon a stane,<br>To let him know, when he did wake,<br>His love was come and gane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now when she had her work all dune,<br>She went to a bush o' broom,<br>That she might hear what he did say,<br>When he saw that she was gane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O where were ye my guid grey hound,<br>That I paid for sae dear,<br>Ye didna waken me frae my sleep<br>When my true love was sae near?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I scraped wi' my foot, master,<br>Till a' my collars rang,<br>But still the mair that I did scrape,<br>Waken woud ye nane.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Where were ye, my bony brown steed,<br>That I paid for sae dear,<br>That ye woudna waken me out o' my sleep<br>When my love was sae near?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I patted wi my foot, master,<br>Till a' my bridles rang,<br>But the mair that I did patt,<br>Waken woud ye nane.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O where were ye, my gay goss-hawk<br>That I paid for sae dear,<br>That ye woudna waken me out o' my sleep<br>When ye saw my love near?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I flapped wi my wings, master,<br>Till a' my bells they rang,<br>But still, the mair that I did flap,<br>Waken woud ye nane.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O where were ye, my merry young men<br>That I pay meat and fee,<br>That ye woudna waken me out o' my sleep<br>When my love ye did see?'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ye'll sleep mair on the night, master,<br>And wake mair on the day;<br>Gae sooner down to Broomfield Hills<br>When ye've sic pranks to play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'If I had seen any armed men<br>Come riding over the hill--<br>But I saw but a fair lady<br>Come quietly you until.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O wae mat worth yow, my young men,<br>That I pay meat and fee,<br>That ye woudna waken me frae sleep<br>When ye my love did see?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O had I waked when she was nigh,<br>And o her got my will,<br>I shoudna cared upon the morn<br>The sma birds o her were fill.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she went out, right bitter she wept,<br>But singing came she hame;<br>Says, 'I hae been at Broomfield Hills,<br>And maid returned again.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q>
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Set trysts amo the broom,
The one to come at morning eav,
The other at afternoon.

'I'll wager a wager wi' you,' he said,
'An hundred marks and ten,
That ye shall not go to Broomfield Hills,
Return a maiden again..."></div>
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