From Kinloch's Ancient Scottish Ballads, p. 15.

There was a shepherd's dochter
Kept sheep on yonder hill;
Bye cam a knicht frae the king's court,
And he wad hae his will.

Whan he had got his wills o' her,5
His will as he has tane;
"Wad ye be sae gude and kind,
As tell to me your name?"

"Some ca's me Jock, some ca's me John,
Some disna ken my name;10
But whan I'm in the king's court,
Mitchcock is my name."

"Mitchcock! hey!" the lady did say,
And spelt it oure again;
"If that's your name in the Latin tongue,15
Earl Richard is your name!"

O jumpt he upon his horse,
And said he wad gae ride;
Kilted she her green claithing,

And said she wad na bide.20

And he was never sae discreet,
As bid her loup on and ride;
And she was ne'er sae meanly bred,
As for to bid him bide.

And whan they cam to yon water,25
It was running like a flude;
"I've learnt it in my mither's bouer,
I've learnt it for my gude,
That I can soum this wan water,
Like a fish in a flude.30

"I've learnt it in my father's bouer,
Ive learnt it for my better,
And I will soum this wan water,
As tho' I was ane otter."