At last came a Scotchman with a blew Cap,
And that was the man for whom she had tarryed,
To get this Blyth lass it was his Giud hap,
They gan to Kirk and were presently married;
She car’d not whether he were Lord or Leard,
She call’d him sick a like name as I ne’r heard,
To get him from aw she did well agree,
And still she cryed, blew Cap thou art welcome to mee.
[p. 30.]