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Hind Horn

For all the romantics out there, here is a love story. The hero of this tale, Hind Horn, falls in love with a princess, and she feels the same about him. She gives him a diamond ring and tells him that when it fades that her love for him has ceased.

When this happens, Hind Horn goes back to find her, but she has just married another man. However, true love conquers all and Hind Horn wins back his love.

In Scotland there was a babie born,
Lil lat etc,
And his name it was called young Hind Horn.
With a fal lal, etc
He sent a letter to our king
That he was in love with his daughter Jean.

He's gien to her a silver wand,
Wi seven living lavrocks sitting thereon.

She's gien to him a diamond ring,
With seven bright diamonds set therein.

'When this ring grows pale and wan,
You may know by it my love is gane.'

One day as he looked his ring upin,
He saw the diamonds pale and wan.

He left the sea and came to land,
And the first that he met was an old beggar man.

'What news, what news?' said young Hind Horn;
'No news, no news,' said the old beggar man.

'No news,' said the beggar, 'no news at a',
But there is a wedding in the king's ha.

'But there is a wedding in the king's ha,
That has halden these forty days and twa.'

'Will ye lend me your begging coat?
And I'll lend you my scarlet cloak.
'Will you lend me your beggar's rung?
And I'll gie you my steed to ride upon.

'Will you lend me your wig o hair,
To cover mine, because it is fair?'

The auld beggar man was bound for the mill'
But young Hind Horn for the king's hall.

The auld beggar man was bound for to ride,
But young Hind Horn was bound for the bride.

When he came to the king's gate,
He sought a drink for Hind Horn's sake.

The bride came down with a glass of wine,
When he drank out the glass, and dropt in the ring.

'O got ye this by sea or land?
Or got ye it off a dead man's hand?'

'I got not it by sea, I got it by land,
And I got it, madam, out of your own hand.'

'O I'll cast off my gowns of brown,
And beg wi you frae town to town.

'O I'll cast off my gowns of red,
And I'll beg wi you to win my bread.'

'Ye needna cast off your gowns of brown,
For I'll make you a lady o many a town.

'Ye needna cast off your gowns of red,
It's only a sham, the begging o my bread.'

The bridegroom he had wedded the bride,
But young Hind Horn he took her to bed.

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