Sewing at her silken seam;
She heard a note in Elmond's-wood,
And wish'd she there had been.
She loot the seam fa' frae her side,
And the needle to her tae;
And she is on to Elmond-wood
As fast as she could gae.
She hadna pu'd a nut, a nut,
Nor broken a branch but ane,
Till by it came a young hind chiel,