The lady stamped wi' hir foot,75
And winked wi' hir ee;
But a' that she could say or do,
Forbidden he wad nae bee.
"It's surely to my bow'r-woman;
It neir could be to me."80
"I brocht it to Lord Barnard's lady;
I trow that ze be she."
Then up and spack the wylie nurse,
(The bairn upon hir knee):
"If it be cum frae Gill Morice,85
It's deir welcum to mee."
"Ze leid, ze leid, ze filthy nurse,
Sae loud I heird ze lee;
I brocht it to Lord Barnard's lady;
Then up and spack the bauld baron,
An angry man was hee;
He's tain the table wi' his foot,
Sae has he wi' his knee,
Till siller cup and [ezer] dish95
In flinders he gard flee.
"Gae bring a robe of zour cliding,
That hings upon the pin;
And I'll gae to the gude grene wode,
And speik wi' zour lemman."100
"O bide at hame, now, Lord Barnard,
I warde ze bide at hame;
Neir wyte a man for violence,
That neir wate ze wi' nane."
Gil Morice sate in gude grene wode,105
He whistled and he sang:
"O what mean a' the folk coming?
My mother tarries lang."
[The baron came to the grene wode,]
Wi' mickle dule and care;110
And there he first spied Gill Morice
Kameing his zellow hair.