"And ein wae worth ze, Jock my man,
For I paid zou weil zour hire;50
Why pow ze out my ground wa' stane,
To me lets in the fire?"
"Ye paid me weil my hire, lady,
Ye paid me weil my fee,
But now I'm Edom of Gordon's man,55
Maun either do or die."
O then bespake her zoungest son,
Sat on the nurses knee,
"Dear mother, gie owre your house," he says,
"For the reek it worries me."60
"I winnae gie up my house, my dear,
To nae sik traitor as he;
Cum well, cum wae, my jewels fair,
Ye maun tak share wi me."
O then bespake her dochter dear,65
She was baith jimp and sma,
"O row me in a pair o' shiets,
And tow me owre the wa."
They rowd her in a pair of shiets,
And towd her owre the wa,70
But, on the point of Edom's speir,
She gat a deadly fa'.
O bonny, bonny, was hir mouth,
And chirry were her cheiks,
And clear, clear was hir zellow hair,75
Whereon the reid bluid dreips.
Then wi his speir he turn'd hir owr,
O gin hir face was wan!
He said, "Zou are the first that eer