Song or Story
This broadside ballad about love and murder is of Scottish origin. It was first printed in Peter Buchan’s Ancient Ballads of the North of Scotland in 1828. Gavin Greig, in Folk-Song of the North-East, wrote that it seemed to be an 18th century ballad.
On yon dark isle, beyond rock isle,
Where flocks and herds were plenty;
There lived a squire and his sister Anne,
Was the pride of all that counteree.
‘Twas young Glengyle who courted her,
Intending for to marry;
But a Highland lad she did prefer,
He was handsome, brisk and merry.
When tidings came to young Advan
How Neil had boasted proudly
Of favors gained by Lady Anne,
Which made him swear thus rudely:
“By all the friends that I possess,
If I live to see the morning,
This youth or I shall breath our last,
I’ll stand no more such scorning.”
On yon seashore where the proud waves roar,
He challenged Neil to fight him;
These two men met before the sun,
Not a living creature night them.
“What’s ill, what’s ill, my friend?” Neil cried,
“That you should want to destroy me?”
“I will not flattered be, Sir Neil,
Unsheath your sword and fight me.”
“Sheath up your sword Advan,” Neil said,
“Don’t you resume to fight me,
For well you know in Scotland there’s none,
That can wave the broadsword like me.”
“I know your boasting courage, Neil,
But why should you despise me?
And if you do refuse to fight,
Like a dog I will chastise thee.”
It was many the savage and deadly thrust,
This generous man he warded.
For to take the life of such a dear a friend
Himself he only guarded;
But being vexed and sore abused,
His angry passion started,
And through the heart of young Advan
His sword he quickly darted.
“Curse on my skill, what have I done?
Rash man that thou would have this!
For to take the life of such a dear friend
When I would have spilled blood to save it!
To some far isle I will exile,
To fly I know not whither.
How can I face my lady Anne,
Since I have slain her brother?”
Then turning himself thus round about
To see if there was anyone nigh him,
And who should he see but young Glengyle,
Like a bird thus he came flying.
“I come, I come to stop the strife,
But since you’ve been victorious;
I will have revenge or lose my life;
My honor bids me do this.”
“Sheath up your sword, Glengyle,” Neil says.
“Where is this quarrel grounded?
Three times I could have pierced your dauntless breast,
Three times I’ve had you wounded.”
Then saying this he quit his guard
And young Glengyle advanced,
And through the heart of brave Sir Neil
The sword behind him glanced.
Then falling down Neil cried, “I’m slain!”
Adieu to all things earthly.
Adieu Glengyle, you have won the day,
But you have won it basely.”
When tidings came to Lady Anne,
Time after time she fainted;
She ran and kissed their clay cold lips
And o’er their fate lamented.
“Oh brave Sir Neil why was you slain?
Why was you so abused?
For a braver man never faced a foe,
Had he been fairly used.
Now for your sake a maid I’ll live,
Glengyle shall ne’er oppose me;
And for your sake for seven long years
The dewy black shall cloth me.”
ballad, Glengyle, Sir Neil, brother, sister, murder, Scottish, Maine, MacGregor clan, Stanley Finnemore, Doris Stackpole
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Finnemore, Stanley. 1962. “Sir Neil and Glengyle.” NA0361, T0248. Northeast Archives of Folklore and Oral History, Raymond H. Fogler Special Collections Department, University of Maine.