"My dame, your daughter's fair enough,
And aye the fairer mot she be!
But the fairest time that e'er she was,
She'll na compare wi' this ladie.160
"She has a gowd ring on ilka finger,
And on her mid-finger she has three;
She has as meikle gowd upon her head,
As wad buy an earldom o' land to thee.
"My lord, she begs some o' your bread,165
Bot and a cup o' your best wine,
And bids you mind the lady's love
That ance did lowse ye out o' pyne."
Then up and started Lord Beichan,—
I wat he made the table flee,—170
"I wad gie a' my yearlie rent
'Twere Susie Pye come owre the sea."
Syne up bespak the bride's mother,—
She was never heard to speak sae free,—
"Ye'll no forsake my ae dochter,175
Tho' Susie Pye has cross'd the sea?"
"Tak hame, tak hame, your dochter, madam,
For she is ne'er the waur o' me;
She cam to me on horseback riding,
And she sall gang hame in chariot free."180
He's tane Susie Pye by the milk-white hand,
And led her thro' his halls sae hie:
"Ye're now Lord Beichan's lawful wife,
And thrice ye're welcome unto me."
Lord Beichan prepar'd for another wedding,185
Wi' baith their hearts sae fu' o' glee;—
Says, "I'll range na mair in foreign lands,
Sin Susie Pye has cross'd the sea.