Everie nighte and alle, To Brigg o' Dread thou comest at last, And Christe receive thye saule. From Brigg o' Dread when thou mayst passe, Everie nighte and alle, To Purgatory Fire thou comest at last, And Christe receive thye saule. If ever thou gavest meate or drinke, Everie nighte and alle, The fire shall never make thee shrinke, And Christe receive thye saule. If meate or drinke thou ne'er gav'st nane, Everie nighte and alle, The fire will burne thee to the bare bane, And Christe receive thye saule. This ae nighte, this ae nighte, Everie nighte and alle, Fire, and sleete, and candle-lighte, And Christe receive thye saule. * * * * * PROUD LADY MARGARET. 'Twas on a night, an evening bright, When the dew began to fa', Lady Margaret was walkin' up and doun, Looking ower the castle wa'. She lookit east, she lookit west, To see what she could spy, When a gallant knight cam' in her sight, And to the gate drew nigh. "God mak' you safe and free, fair maid, God mak' you safe and free!" "O sae fa' you, ye stranger knight, What is your will wi' me?" "It's I am come to this castle, To seek the love o' thee; And if ye grant me not your love All for your sake I'll die." "If ye should die for me, young man, There's few for ye will maen;