Farewell to Scotland for evermair!’
5.
When she came before the king,
She knelit lowly on her knee;
‘O what’s the matter, May Margaret?
And what needs a’ this courtesie?’
6.
‘A boon, a boon, my noble liege,
A boon, a boon, I beg o’ thee!
And the first boon that I come to crave,