"Wad ye ken your fause love,
Amang a hundred men?"
"I wad," said the bonnie ladie,
"Amang five hundred and ten."80
The king made a' his merry men pass,
By ane, by twa, and three;
Earl Richard us'd to be the first man,
But was hindmost man that day.
He cam hauping on ae foot,85
And winking wi' ae ee;
"Ha! ha!" cried the bonnie ladie,
"That same young man are ye."
He has pou'd out a hundred pounds,
Weel lockit in a glove;90
"Gin ye be a courteous may,
Ye'll chose anither love."
"What care I for your hundred pounds?
Nae mair than ye wad for mine;
What's a hundred pounds to me,95
To a marriage wi' a king!
"I'll hae nane o' your gowd,
Nor either o' your fee;
But I will hae your ain bodie,
The king has grantit me."100
"O was ye gentle gotten, maid?
Or was ye gentle born?
Or hae ye onie gerss growin'?
Or hae ye onie corn?
"Or hae ye onie lands or rents105
Lying at libertie?
Or hae ye onie education,
To dance alang wi' me?"