And led her down to the sea-strand.
The youngest sat upon a stane;
The eldest came and pushed her in. 20
‘Oh, sister, sister, lend me your hand,
And you shall be heir of half my land.’
‘Oh, sister, I’ll not reach my hand,
And I’ll be heir of all your land.
‘Shame fa’ the hand that I should take! 25
It twinned me and my world’s maik.’
‘Oh, sister, reach me but your glove,