Shall rue it to his smart.

Then tell me how to woo thee, love;

Oh, tell me how to woo thee!

For thy dear sake, nae care I’ll take,

Though ne’er another trow me.

If gay attire delight thine eye,

I’ll dight me in array;

I’ll tend thy chamber door all night,

And squire thee all the day.

If sweetest sounds can win thine ear,