And sealed it weel wi' his ain hand.
(mintet, started off.)
He sent it with a small vessel
That there was quickly ga en to sea;
And sent it on to fair Scotland,
To see about his gay lady.
But the answer he received again,—
The lines did grieve his heart right sair:
Nane of her friends there had her seen,
For a twelvemonth and something mair.