Lord of Low-gaves lassie."
Merch. For this thy scorn I will pursue
That son of thine to death.
Old Merch. Do, and when you ha' killed him,
"Give him flowers enow, Palmer, give him flowers enow,
Give him red and white, blue, green, and yellow."
Merch. I'll fetch my daughter.
Old Mer. I'll hear no more o' your daughter, it spoils my mirth.
Merch. I say I'll fetch my daughter.
Old Mer. "Was never man for lady's sake, down, down,