And clad it a' wi' lilye flower,
A brawer bower ye ne'er did see,
Than my true love he built for me.
"There came a man, by middle day,
He spied his sport and went away;
And brought the King that very night,
Who brake my bower, and slew my knight.
"He slew my knight, to me sae dear;
He slew my knight, and puin'd his gear;
My servants all for life did flee,