And in the greenwood he did stay,65
And with the chase gaed on,
Until the white hind pass'd him by,
Then to his love he came.
He girt his sword then by his side,
Fast thro' greenwood went he;70
And there he found his love lie dead,
Beneath the green oak tree.
The sweet young babe that she had born
Right lively seemed to be;
"Ohon, alas!" said young Archibald,75
"A mournful scene to me!
"Altho' my sweet babe is alive,
This does increase my woe;
How to nourish a motherless babe
Is mair than I do know."80
He looked east, he looked west,
To see what he could see;
Then spied the Earl o' Huntingdon,
And mony a man him wi'.
Then Archibald fled from the earl's face,85
Among the leaves sae green,
That he might hear what might be said,
And see, and nae be seen.
The earl straight thro' the greenwood came,
Unto the green oak tree;90
And there he saw his daughter dead,
Her living child her wi'.
Then he's taen up the little boy,
Rowed him in his gown sleeve;
Said, "Tho' your father's to my loss,95
Your mother's to me leave.
"And if ye live until I die,
My bowers and lands ye'se heir;
You are my only daughter's child,
But her I never had mair.100
"Ye'se hae all kinds of nourishment,
And likewise nurses three;
If I knew where the fause knave were,
High hanged should he be."