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Message: <blockquote data-quote="TheAuldGrump" data-source="post: 2086061" data-attributes="member: 6957">More Witchery...The Twa Magicians (Traditional)1 THE lady stands in her bower door,As straight as willow wand;The blacksmith stood a little forebye,Wi' hammer in his hand.2 'Weel may ye dress ye, lady fair,Into your robes o red;Before the morn at this same time,I'll gain your maidenhead.'3 'Awa, awa, ye coal-black smith,Woud ye do me the wrangTo think to gain my maidenhead,That I hae kept sae lang!'4 Then she has hadden up her hand,And she swam by the mold,'I wudna be a blacksmith's wifeFor the full o a chest o gold.5 'I 'd rather I were dead and gone,And my body laid in grave,Ere a rusty stock o coal-black smithMy maidenhead shoud have.'6 But he has hadden up his hand,And he sware by the mass,'I'11 cause ye be my light lemanFor the hauf o that and less.'O bide, lady, bide,    And aye he bade her bide;The rusty smith your leman shall be,For a' your muckle pride.7 Then she became a turtle dow,To fly up in the air,And he became another dow,And they flew pair and pair.O bide, lady, bide, &c.    8 She turnd hersell into an eel,To swim into yon burn,And he became a speckled trout,    To gie the eel a turn.O bide, lady, bide, &c.9 Then she became a duck, a duck,To puddle in a peel,And he became a rose-kaimd drake,To gie the duck a dreel.O bide, lady, bide, &c.        10 She turnd hersell into a hare,To rin upon yon hill,And he became a gude grey-hound,And boldly he did fill.0 bide, lady, bide, &c.11 Then she became a gay grey mare,And stood in yonder slack,And he became a gilt saddle,And sat upon her back.Was she wae, he held her sae,And still he bade her bide;The rusty smith her leman was,For a' her muckle pride.12 Then she became a het girdle,And he became a cake,And a' the ways she turnd hersell,The blacksmith was her make.Was she wae, &e.13 She turnd hersell into a ship,To sail out ower the flood;He ea'ed a nail intill her tail,And syne the ship she stood.Was she wae, &c.14 Then she became a silken plaid,And stretchd upon a bed,And he became a green covering,And gaind her maidenhead.Was she wae, &c.If you ever wonder where the tradition of magicians battling by changing shape, that song is a good bet.And anotherThe Maid on the Shore (Traditional)There is a young maiden who lives all aloneShe lives all alone on the shore-oThere’s nothing she can find to comfort her mindBut to roam all alone on the shore shore shoreBut to roam all alone on the shoreT’was of the young captain who sailed the salt seaLet the wind blow high blow low-oI will die I will die the young captain did cryIf I don’t have that maid on the shore shore shoreIf I don’t have that maid on the shoreWell I have lots of silver I have lots of goldI have lots of costly ware-o I’ll divide I’ll divide with my jolly ship’s crewIf they row me that maid on the shore shore shoreIf they row me that maid on the shoreAfter much persuasion they got her aboardLet the wind blow high blow low-oThey replaced her away in his cabin belowHere’s adieu to all sorrow and care care careHere’s adieu to all sorrow and careAnd when they arrove alongside of the shipThe captain he spat out his chew-oSaying first you will lie in my arms all this nightAnd then I'll give you to me jolly young crewAnd then I'll give you to me crewThey replaced her away in his cabin belowLet the wind blow high blow low-oShe’s so pretty and neat she’s so sweet and completeShe sung captain and sailors to sleep sleep sleepShe sung captain and sailors to sleepThen she robbed him of silver she robbed him of goldShe robbed him of costly ware-oThen took his broadsword instead of an oarAnd paddled away to the shore shore shoreAnd paddled away to the shoreWell me men must be crazy me men must be madMe men must deep in despair-oFor to let you away from my cabin so gayAnd to paddle your way to the shore shore shoreAnd paddle your way to the shoreWell your men were not crazy your men were not madYour men was not deep in despair-oI deluded your sailors as well as yourselfI’m a maiden again on the shore shore shoreI’m a maiden again on the shoreVerse 1 againThe Auld Grump</blockquote>

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