"My benison gang wi' thee!

God speed thee weil, mine ain dear heart,

For gane is all my joy;

My heart is rent, sith we maun part,

My handsome Gilderoy!"

My Gilderoy, baith far and near,

Was feared in ev'ry toun,

And bauldly bare away the gear

Of many a lawland loun:

Nane eir durst meet him man to man,