45 "Mair meat, mair meat, ye King Henry,
Mair meat ye bring to me."
"And what meat's in this house, Ladie?
And what hae I to gi'e?"
"O ye do kill your gay goss hawks,
50 And ye bring them here to me."
O whan he kill'd his gay goss hawks,
Wow but his heart was sair!
She ate them a' up, skin and bane,
Left naething but feathers bare.
55 "Some drink, some drink, now, King Henry;
Some drink ye bring to me."
"O what drink's in this house, Ladie,
That ye're nae welcome tee?"
"O ye sew up your horse's hide,
60 And bring in a drink to me."
And he's sew'd up the bloody hide,
A puncheon o' wine put in;
She drank it a' up at a waught,
65 "A bed, a bed, now, King Henry,
A bed ye mak to me;
For ye maun pu' the heather green,
And mak a bed to me."
And pu'd has he the heather green,
70 And made to her a bed;
And up he's ta'en his gay mantle,
And o'er it has he spread.
"Tak aff your claiths, now, King Henry,
And lye down by my side;"
75 "O God forbid," says King Henry,
"That ever the like betide;
That ever the fiend that wons in hell,
Should streek down by my side."
Whan nicht was gane, and day was come,
80 And the sun shone thro' the ha',
The fairest lady that ever was seen
Lay atween him and the wa'.