The raging waves did rout,30
And my love and his bonnie ship
Turn'd widdershins about.
["There shall nae mantle cross my back,]
Nor kame gae in my hair,
Neither shall coal nor candle light35
Shine in my bower mair;
Nor shall I chuse anither love,
Until the day I die,
Since the lowlands of Holland
Hae twinn'd my love and me."40
"O haud your tongue, my daughter dear,
Be still, and be content;
There are mair lads in Galloway,
Ye need nae sair lament."
["O there is nane in Galloway,]45
There's nane at a' for me;
For I never loved a lad but ane,
And he's drowned in the sea."
[33]-36, [45]-48. With the conclusion of this piece may be compared a passage from Bonny Bee-Ho'm, vol. iii. p. 57.
"Ohon, alas! what shall I do,
Tormented night and day!
I never loved a love but ane,
And now he's gone away.
"But I will do for my true love
What ladies would think sair;
For seven years shall come and gae,
Ere a kaime gae in my hair.
"There shall neither a shoe gae on my foot,
Nor a kaime gae in my hair,
Nor ever a coal or candle light
Shine in my bower nae mair."
See also The Weary Coble o' Cargill.