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,