"O where are all my porter-boys
That I pay meat and fee,
To open my gates baith wide and braid?
Let her come in to me."
When she came in before the king,
Fell low down on her knee:
"Win up, win up, my daughter dear,
This day ye'll dine wi' me."
"Ae bit I canna eat, father,
Nor ae drop can I drink,