The Wee Wee ManAs I was walking all alone,
Between a water and a wa, And there I spy’d a wee wee man, And he was the least that ere I saw. His legs were scarce a shathmont’s length, And thick and thimber was his thigh; Between his brows there was a span, And between his shoulders there was three. He took up a meikle stane, And he flang’t as far as I could see; Though I had been a Wallace wight, I couldna liften’t to my knee. ‘O wee wee man, but thou be strang! O tell me where thy dwelling be?’ ‘My dwelling’s down at yon bonny bower; O will you go with me and see?’ On we lap, and awa we rade, Till we came to yon bonny green; We lighted down for to bait our horse, And out there came a lady fine. |
Four and twenty at her back,
And they were a’ clad out in green; Though the King of Scotland had been there, The warst o them might hae been his queen. On we lap, and awa we rade, Till we came to yon bonny ha, Whare the roof was o the beaten gould, And the floor was o the cristal a’. When we came to the stair-foot, Ladies were dancing, jimp and sma, But in the twinkling of an eye, My wee wee man was clean awa. |
Annotating the ballad |
This 17th cent ballad was clearly an inspiration for Terry Pratchett's Discworld sub-series, The Wee Free Men.
I made the below illustration in 2023 in response to the Wee Free Men. |