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Narrator:
Fair lady Isabel sits in her bower sewing,
Aye as the gowans grow gay
There she heard an elf-knight blawing his horn.
The first morning in May

Lady Isabel:
"If I had yon horn that I hear blawing,
An yon elf-knight to sleep in my bosom."

Narrator:
This maiden had scrcely these words spoken,
Till in at her window the elf-knight has luppen

Elf-Knight:
"It's a very strange matter, fair maiden,"
Narrator:
said he,
Elf-Knight:
"I canna blaw my horn but ye call on me.
"But will ye go to yon greenwood side?
If ye canna going, I will cause you to ride,"

Narrator:
He leapt on a horse, and she on another,
And they rode on the greenwood together.

Elf-Knight:
"Light down, light down, lady Isabel,"
Narrator:
said he,
Elf-Knight:
"We are come to the place where ye are to die."

Lady Isabel:
"Hae mercy, hae mercy, kind sir, on me,
Till ance my dear father and mother I see.

Elf-Knight:
"Seven king's-daughters here hae I slain,
And ye shall be the eight o them."

Lady Isabel:
"O sit down a while, lay your head on my knee,
That we may hae some rest before I die."

Narrator:
She stroak'd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep,
Wi a sma charm she lulld him fast asleep.
Wi his ain sword-belt sae fast as she ban him
Wi his ain dag-durk sae sair as she dang him

Lady Isabel:
"If seven king's-daughters here ye hae slain,
Lye ye here, a husband to them a'."