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1. Stumpy's Brae (continued)

   

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   The ships swam over the western seas.
   With the help of a eastern breeze.
   But the very first sound in guilty fear.
   Was the tapping oh them two knees.

   XXX

   In the wild woods of America.
   Their weary feet they set.
   But stumpy was there the first they say.
   And he haunted them on till their dying day
   And he follows their children yet.

   XXXI

   And heard ye never the voice of blood
   Called from the earth in vain.
   And never has crime on worldly good
   But it brought it's after pain.

   XXXII

   This is the story of stumpy's brae.
   And the murderer's fearful fate
   Young man your face is turned that way.
   You'll be going night that gate.

   XXXIII

   You'll ken it well by the few fir trees
   The home where they wont to dwell.
   If you meet one there as the daylights flies.
   Stumping about on the banes of his knees.
   It will just be stumpy himsell.

   

   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Laura Rountree

   Gender

   Female

   Occupation

   Teacher