Francis James Child

“ O what will ye do for my page, James Hatley?'
'James Hately has my jewels stolen,
A Norland lord hath told it to me;
James Hately has my jewels stolen,
And oer the barras he maun die.'
The prince he drew his little brown sword-+--+-
It was made of the metal so free-+--+-
And he swore he would fight them man by man
That would lay the blame on James Hately.
Up then spoke the false Fennick,
And an ill-spoken man was he;
'James Hately has the king's jewels stolen,
. . . . ”

“ Fast the saut tear blindit his ee;
'I'm saikless o thae jewels,' he said,
'As the bairn that sits on the nourice knee.'
Then Phenix munted a scaffold hie,
A' for to shaw his veritie;
Whilk gart the nobles a' to cry
'A dead man are ye, Jamie O'Lee!'
The first straik the fause Phenix gied,
He gart the blude rin speedilie ”