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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344302" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Queen's Marie</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,<br>Wi ribbons in her hair;<br>The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton,<br>Than ony that were there.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,<br>Wi ribbons on her breast;<br>The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton,<br>Than he listend to the priest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Marie Hamilton's to the kirk gane,<br>Wi gloves upon her hands;<br>The king thought mair o Marie Hamilton,<br>Than the queen and a' her lands.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She hadna been about the king's court<br>A month, but barely one,<br>Till she was beloved by a' the king's court,<br>And the king the only man.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She hadna been about the king's court<br>A month, but barely three,<br>Till frae the king's court Marie Hamilton,<br>Marie Hamilton durst na be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The king is to the Abbey gane,<br>To pu the Abbey tree,<br>To scale the babe frae Marie's heart;<br>But the thing it wadna be.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O she has rowd it in her apron,<br>And set it on the sea:<br>'Gae sink ye, or swim ye, bonny babe,<br>Ye's get na mair o me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Word is to the kitchen gane,<br>And word is to the ha,<br>And word is to the noble room,<br>Amang the ladyes a',<br>That Marie Hamilton's brought to bed,<br>And the bonny babe's mist and awa.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Scarcely had she lain down again,<br>And scarcely faen asleep,<br>When up then started our gude queen,<br>Just at her bed-feet,<br>Saying 'Marie Hamilton, where's your babe?<br>For I am sure I heard it greet.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O no, O no, my noble queen!<br>Think no such thing to be!<br>'Twas but a stitch into my side,<br>And sair it troubles me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Get up, get up, Marie Hamilton,<br>Get up, and follow me,<br>For I am going to Edinburgh town,<br>A rich wedding for to see.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O slowly, slowly raise she up,<br>And slowly put she on;<br>And slowly rode she out the way,<br>Wi mony a weary groan.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The queen was clad in scarlet,<br>Her merry maids all in green;<br>And every town that they cam to,<br>They took Marie for the queen.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ride hooly, hooly, gentlemen,<br>Ride hooly now wi' me!<br>For never, I am sure, a wearier burd<br>Rade in your cumpanie.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But little wist Marie Hamilton,<br>When she rade on the brown,<br>That she was ga'en to Edinburgh town,<br>And a' to be put down.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why weep ye so, ye burgess-wives,<br>Why look ye so on me?<br>O, I am going to Edinburgh town,<br>A rich wedding for to see!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she gaed up the Tolbooth stairs,<br>The corks frae her heels did flee;<br>And lang or eer she cam down again,<br>She was condemned to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When she cam to the Netherbow Port,<br>She laughed loud laughters three;<br>But when she cam to the gallows-foot,<br>The tears blinded her ee.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Yestreen the queen had four Maries,<br>The night she'll hae but three;<br>There was Marie Seaton, and Marie Beaten,<br>And Marie Carmichael, and me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O, often have I dressd my queen,<br>And put gold upon her hair;<br>But now I've gotten for my reward<br>The gallows to be my share.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Often have I dressd my queen,<br>And often made her bed:<br>But now I've gotten for my reward<br>The gallows-tree to tread.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I charge ye all, ye mariners,<br>When ye sail ower the faem,<br>Let neither my father nor mother get wit,<br>But that I'm coming hame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'I charge ye all, ye mariners,<br>That sail upon the sea,<br>Let neither my father nor mother get wit,<br>This dog's death I'm to die.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'For if my father and mother got wit,<br>And my bold brethren three,<br>O mickle wad be the gude red blude,<br>This day wad be spilt for me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O little did my mother ken,<br>The day she cradled me,<br>The lands I was to travel in,<br>Or the death I was to die!'</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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Wi ribbons on her breast;
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