Ballad Book by Unknown
page 163 of 255 (63%)
page 163 of 255 (63%)
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He'd ride them ane by ane."
"Gar douk, gar douk!" his father he cried, "Gar douk for gold and fee! O wha will douk for young Redin's sake, And wha will douk for me?" They hae douked in at ae weil-head, And out again at the ither: "We'll douk nae mair for young Redin, Although he were our brither." Then out it spake a little bird That sate upon the spray: "What gars ye seek him, young Redin, Sae early in the day? "Leave aff your douking on the day, And douk at dark o' night; Aboon the pool young Redin lies in, The candles they'll burn bright." They left aff their douking on the day, They hae douked at dark o' night; Aboon the pool where young Redin lay, The candles they burned bright. The deepest pool in a' the stream They found young Redin in; Wi' a great stone tied across his breast |
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