...is frequently used for a maid ; as for instance in the beautiful song of Helen of Kirkonell Lee, " When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me." In this ballad the thrush and nightingale seem to be used metaphorically for the damsels. It appears...

...where Helen lies ! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart, that thought the thought,...curst the hand, that fired the shot, When in my arms hurd* Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down...

...where Helen lies! Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnel Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that fired the shot, "W hen in my arms burd * Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When...

...where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; Oh that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought,...burd * Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! O think na ye my heart was sair, When my love dropt down and spak nae mair ! There did she swoon wi' meikle...

...care, On fair Kirkconnel lee. Carat be the heart that thocht the thocht, And curst the hand that shot the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water-side, None but my foe to be my guide, None but my foe to be my guide, On fair...

...care, On fair Kirkconnel lee. Curst be the heart that thocht the thocht, And curst the hand that shot the shot, When in my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water-side, None but my foe to be my guide, None but my foe to be my guide, On fair...

...where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirconnell Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst the hand that firea the shot, When in my arms burdt Helen dropt, And died to succour me ! 0 think na ye my heart...

...When my love dropt and spoke nae mair, She sank and swoon'd wi' meikla care On fair Kirconnel lea. Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water wide, None but my foe to be my guide, With sword in hand and side by side,...

...When my love dropt and spoke nae mair, She sank and swoon'd wi' meikle care On fair Kirconnel lea. Curst be the heart that thought the thought, And curst...my arms burd Helen dropt, And died to succour me. As I went down the water wide, None but my foe to be my guide, With sword in hand and side by side,...

...where Helen lies, Night and day on me she cries ; O that I were where Helen lies, On fair Kirk-Connel Lee ! Curst be the heart that thought the thought,...curst the hand that fired the shot, When in my arms hurd Helen dropt, And died to succour me * ! * I have heard a different version of this stanza, thus...