"O sit down a while lay your head on my knee,
That we may hae some rest before that I die."
She strok'd him sae fast, the nearer he did creep,
Wi' a sma' charm she lull'd him fast asleep.
Wi' his ain sword belt sae fast as she ban' him,
With his ain dag-dirk sae sair as she dang him.
"If seven kings' daughters here ye ha'e slain,
Lie ye here, a husband to them a'."