I'll gain your maidenhead!"
"Awa', awa', ye coal-black smith,
Would ye do me the wrang,
To think to gain my maidenhead,
That I hae kept sae lang?"
(forbye, on one side.)
Then she has hadden up her hand,
And she sware by the mould,
"I wadna be a blacksmith's wife,
For the full o' a chest o' gold.