VII.

A rosy apple, lemon, and a pear,
A bunch of roses she shall wear;
Gold and silver by your side,
Choose the one to be your bride.
Take her by her lily-white hand,
Lead her to the altar;
Give her a kiss by one, two, three,
Mrs. —— daughter.

—Cowes, I. of Wight (Miss E. Smith).

VIII.

Roses up, and roses down,
Roses in the garden;
I wadna gie ye a bunch o’ flowers
For tenpence halfpenny farden.
Take her by the lily-white hand,
Lead her across the water;
Gie her a kiss, and one, two, three,
For she’s a lady’s daughter.

—Berwickshire (A. M. Bell) Antiquary, xxx. 16.

IX.

Maggie Littlejohn, fresh and fair,
A bunch of roses in her hair;
Gold and silver by her side,
I know who is her bride.
Take her by the lily-white hand,
Lead her over the water;
Give her kisses,—one, two, three,—
For she’s a lady’s daughter.
Roses up, and roses down,
And roses in the garden;
I widna give a bunch of roses
For twopence ha’penny farthing.

—Rev. W. Gregor.

X.