This ballad was communicated to me
by Mr James Hogg; and, although it bears a strong
resemblance to that of Earl Richard, so strong,
indeed, as to warrant a supposition, that the one
has been derived from the other, yet its intrinsic
merit seems to warrant its insertion. Mr Hogg
has added the following note, which, in the course
of my enquiries, I have found most fully corroborated.
“I am fully convinced of the
antiquity of this song; for, although much of the
language seems somewhat modernized, this must be attributed
to its currency, being much liked, and very much sung,
in this neighbourhood. I can trace it back several
generations, but cannot hear of its ever having been
in print. I have never heard it with any considerable
variation, save that one reciter called the dwelling
of the feigned sweetheart, Castleswa.”
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