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Child Noryce
Kornog
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Child Noryce, he was famed afar
His face was fair and yellow his hair
And he has tae the greenwood gane
All for tae see a lady fair
"O haste ye tae Lord Barnard's ha'
And bid his lady come tae me
O haste ye there, my wee boy Willie
For I maun hae her company
Gae tak tae her this gay gowd ring
It's aye gowd ane, an' a' but the stane
An' she shall come tae yon greenwood
An' she maun ask the leave o' nane"
The wee boy came tae Lord Barnard's castel
Tae go within, he tirled at the pin
An' who but the Lady Barnard was there
Tae let the wee boy Willie in
"Here's a gay gowd ring tae ye
It's aye gowd ane, an' a' but the stane
An' ye maun gang tae yon greenwod
An' ye maun ask your leave o' nane"
Lord Barnard he was standing by
Deceived, an angry man was he
"Little I kenned, aye lord in the land
Did love my lady more than me"
Lord Barnard's tae a dressing room gane
An' buskt gay in woman's array
"Noo I will gae tae the greenwood gay
Tae see the man who loves ye sae"
"No wonder now Child Noryce brave
My lady gentille, she loves you sae weel
The fairest part o' this body o' mine
Is blacker still than even your heel"
And he has ta'en his trusty brand
An' thro' the young man, the cold steel it ran
Till he has severed Child Noryce's heid
And trailed it out by the hair sae lang
He's taken the bloody heid in his hands
By hair an' a', tae his lady's ha'
He's flung it intae his Lady's lap
"Noo here's a ba', noo here's a ba'"
Noo she has kissed the bloody lips
The cheeks sae thin, the bloody chin
"An' mair I love this bloody heid
Than Lord Barnard an' all his kin"
"I gat ye in my faither's house
In meikle pain, and meikle shame
I brought ye up in the greenwood gude
An naebody kenn'd but myself alane"
"Awa', Awa' ye wile woman
Woe tae ye ill death may ye dee
Gin I hae kent he was your ain son
It's true he'd ne'er been slayed by me"
"Upbraid me not my Lord Barnard
Enough o' the blame enough o' the shame
Wi' that same brand, O pierce me heart
And please ease me of my pain"