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 I wish I were in Germany, a servant to his Majesty,

I wish I were in Germany and my true love along with me,

Where the liquors they are plenty, and flowing bowls on every side.

Hard fortune should never me for I am young - young and the world's wide.

Lord Douglas' Tragedy.

RISE Up, rise up Lord Douglas, she says,

and draw to your arms so bright,

Let it never be said that a daughter of yours

shall go with a lord or a knight.

Rise up, rise up my seven bold sons,

and draw to your arms so bright,

Let it never be said that a sister of yours

shall go with a lord or a knight.

Light down, light down, Lady Margaret, he said,

and hold my steed in thy hand,

That I may go and fight with your seven brethren bold

and your father who loves you so dear.

He looked o'er his left shoulder,

to see what he could spy,

And there he espy'd her seven brethren bold,

and her father who lov'd her so dear.

There she stood and better she stood,

and never a tear let fall.

Till she spy'd her seven brothers slain,

and her father who loved her so dear.

Hold your hand, hold you, William, she said,

for thy strokes are wonderous sore;

For sweethearts I may get many a one,

but a father I will never get more.

She took out a handkerchief of holland so fine,

and ay she wiped her father's bloody wound,