But the last tune that the harp play'd then, Binnorie, O Binnorie, Was-"Woe to my sister false Helen!" By the bonny milldams of Binnorie. TH Border Minstrelsy, vol. iii. p. 258. HERE lived a wife at Usher's Well, She had three stout and stalwart sons, They hadna been a week from her, When word came to the carline wife They hadna been a week from her, When word came to the carline wife That her sons she'd never see. "I wish the wind may never cease, Nor fashes in the flood, Till my three sons come hame to me, In earthly flesh and blood."— It fell about the Martin mas When nights are lang and mirk, It neither grew in syke nor ditch, 66 Blow up the fire, my maidens, For a' my house shall feast this night And she has made to them a bed, And she's ta'en her mantle her about, The eldest to the youngest said, " "Tis time we were away.”— The cock he hadna craw'd but once, "The cock doth craw, the day doth daw, Gin we be mist out o' our place, “ Fare ye weel, my mother dear! 1 Fretting. < HE following explanation of the ballad of Sir Patrick Spens, is given by Sir Walter Scott. "Alexander III. of Scotland died in 1285, and, for the misfortune of his country, as well as his own, he had been bereaved of all his children before his decease. The crown of Scotland descended upon his grandaughter, Margaret, termed, by our historians, The Maid of Norway. She was the only offspring of a marriage betwixt Eric, King of Norway, and Margaret, daughter of Alexander III. The kingdom had been secured to her by the Parliament of Scotland held at Scone, the year preceding her grandfather's death. The regency of Scotland entered into a congress with the ministers of the King of Nor |