Then they fought with sword in hand,95
Till they were bluidy men;
But on the point o' Seaton's sword
Brave Livingston was slain.
His lady lay ower castle wa',
Beholding dale and down,100
When Blenchant brave, his gallant steed,
Came prancing to the town.
"O where is now my ain gude lord,
He stays sae far frae me?"
"O dinna ye see your ain gude lord,105
Stand bleeding by your knee?"
"O live, O live, Lord Livingston,
The space o' ae half hour;
There's nae a leech in Edinbro' town
But I'll bring to your door."110
"Awa' wi' your leeches, lady," he said,
"Of them I'll be the waur;
There's nae a leech in Edinbro' town,
That can strong death debar.
"Ye'll take the lands o' Livingston,115
And deal them liberallie;
To the auld that may not, the young that cannot,
And blind that does na see;
And help young maidens' marriages,
That has nae gear to gie."120
"My mother got it in a book,
The first night I was born,
I wou'd be wedded till a knight,
And him slain on the morn.
"But I will do for my love's sake125
What ladies woudna thole;
Ere seven years shall hae an end,
Nae shoe's gang on my sole.