And sair sair gan she weip;
And she ran into the Jewis castel
Quhan they wer all asleip.
My bonny Sir Hew, my pretty Sir Hew,
I pray thee to me speik.
“O lady, rinn to the deip draw-well,
Gin ze zour sonne wad seik.”
Lady Helen ran to the deip draw-well,
And knelt upon her kne:
My bonny Sir Hew, an ze be here,