[This ballad exists in Denmark, and in other European countries. The Scotch point out Blackhouse, on the wild Douglas Burn, a tributary of the Yarrow, as the scene of the tragedy.]

“RISE up, rise up, now, Lord Douglas,” she says,
  “And put on your armor so bright;
Let it never be said, that a daughter of thine
  Was married to a lord under night.

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