Ye never let Clerk Saunders in.
"Yell take a napkin in your hand,
And yell tie up baith your een;
And you may swear, and your oath to save,
Ye saw na Sandy since late yestreen."
—"Ye'll take me in your armés twa,
Yell carry me ben into your bed,
And ye may swear, and your oath to save,
That in your bower-floor I ne'er tread."
She has ta en the sword frae his scabbard,