And there the court was assembled all.
He laid his harp upon a stone,
And straight it began to play alone. 60
‘O yonder sits my father, the king!
And yonder sits my mother, the queen!
‘And yonder stands my brother Hugh,
And by him my William sweet and true!’
But the last tune that the harp played then, 65
Binnorie, O Binnorie,
Was, ‘Woe to my sister, false Helen!’