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The nevv ballad. Of the lass of Peaties Mill. To its own proper tune.
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Wing N568BA; ESTC T174162
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THE NEVV BALLAD OF THE LASS OF PEATIES MILL To its own Proper Tune INto the month of March As I went to the North Beyond the Carnemont Far beyond Tay and Forth I came to Peaty Kirk And there I long'd all night Where that I saw a Lass Of beauty shining bright I thought her my delight When I did her behold And thought I would not quite Her to her weight of Gold Her beauty for to tell Doth far ãâã mount my skill This dainty Nymph was call'd The Lass of Peaties Mill. This Lass of Peaties Mill. To speak for none will spare Many one came to woo her Because she was so fair Because she was so fair Love And ãâã âââoth to her eye O if this bonny Lashe Would grant to marrie me From Peatie Kirk I went Then down to Peaties Mill To give this Lass a visit And asked her good will ãâã answer'd me discreatly Wiâh words loving and kind ãâã there we kissed sweetly âut fortune crost my mind For if I lov'd her well Her father lov'd her better Her friends and mother lov'd her so That I could never get her But I shall write a Letter When all these days are done Unto the gouk that gets her He wears but my old shoon For after speaking to her friends To her I did resort And since her friends refused me I thought to play a sport And went to seek comfort Unto this Maid most rare Because in heart I thought I nev'r saw one so fair Sweet heart to her I said Will thou grant me good will And I shall bless the day I came to Peaties Mill Alace for love I die For never saw I none Like thee for rare beautie Good Sir if ye speak true And faithful did she say I shall be very loath For to cast you away Welcome both night and day Ye may come me untill And heartly welcome shall ye be To grind at Peaties Mill. To grind's not my desire But for to play with you My heart is set on fire Dear heart for love of you Therefore hear what I say And grant me thy good will And I shall bless the day I came to Peaties Mill. Then swâetly we did kiss And then began to play But when her friends did mise Her Maiden-head away They sought me night and day Til that I came them till And I was welcome too To grind at Peaties Mill. We wedded were with speed But I tââ ãâã did stay For she de ãâ¦ã VVas on her wedding days But now ãâ¦ã no more As I before have done Nor will my sweet compare Again to my old shoon She at this time brought forth A rare and gallant boy VVhich was his mothers mirth Also his fathers joy Then hence may annoy For all that hath been done There is no frolick boy Dare put on my old shoon FINIS