Edward, Edward

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Melody - Ivor Gurney, 1890-1937
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Thomas Percy, 1765, from Reliques of Ancient English Poetry
English version

Why does your brand sae drop wi' blude,
Edward, Edward?
Why does your brand sae drop wi' blude,
And why sae sad gang ye, O?

2. O, I hae kill'd my hawk sae gude,
Mither, mither;
O, I have kill'd my hawk sae gude,
And I had nae mair but he, O!

3. Your hawk's blude was never sae red,
Edward, Edward?
Your hawk's blude was never sae red,
My dear son I tell thee, O!

4. O, I hae kill'd my red-roan steed,
Mither, mither;
O, I hae kill'd my red-roan steed,
That erst wa sae fair and free, O!

5. Your steed was auld, and ye hae got mair,
Edward, Edward?
Your steed was auld, and ye hae got mair,
Some other dole ye dree, O!

6. O, I hae slain my father dear,
Mither, mither;
O, I hae slain my father dear,
Alas, and wae is me, O!

7. And whatten pennance will ye dree for that,
Edward, Edward?
Whatten pennance will ye dree for that
My dear son, now tell me, O!

8. I'll set my feet upon a boat,
Mither, mither;
I'll set my feet upon a boat,
And I'll gang over the sea, O!

9. And what will you do with your towers and your hall,
Edward, Edward?
And what will you do with your towers and your hall,
That were so fair to see, O?

10. I'll let them stand till they down fall,
Mither, mither;
I'll let them stand till they down fall,
For here never more may I be, O!

11. And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife,
Edward, Edward?
And what will ye leave to your bairns and your wife,
When ye gang owre the sea, O?

12. The warld's room, let them beg through life,
Mither, mither;
The warld's room, let them beg through life;
For them never mair will I see, O!

13. And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear,
Edward, Edward?
And what will ye leave to your ain mither dear,
My dear son, now tell me, O!

14. The curse of hell from me sall ye bear,
Mither, mither;
The curse of hell from me sall ye bear,
Sic counsels ye gave to me, O!

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