"Or will ye stay at Achingour,
And eat sweet milk and cheese;
Or gang wi' me to Glenlyon,
And there we'll live at our ease?"40
"I winna stay at Achingour;
I care neither for milk nor cheese;
Nor gang wi' thee to Glenlyon;
For there I'll ne'er find ease."
Then out it spak his brother John;45
"If I were in your place,
I'd send that lady hame again,
For a' her bonny face.
"Commend me to the lass that's kind,
Though nae sae gently born;50
And, gin her heart I coudna win,
To take her hand I'd scorn."
"O haud your tongue, my brother John;
Ye wisna what ye say;
For I hae lued that bonny face55
This mony a year and day.
"I've lued her lang, and lued her weel,
But her love I ne'er could win;
And what I canna fairly gain,
Whan they cam to Glenlyon castle,
They lighted at the yett;
And out they cam, his three sisters,
Their brother for to greet.
And they have taen her, bonny Baby,65
And led her o'er the green;
And ilka lady spak a word,
But bonny Baby spake nane.