And ran his body thorough.
"Gae hame, gae hame, good-brother John,
And tell your sister Sarah,
To come and lift her noble lord;
Who's sleepin sound on Yarrow."—
"Yestreen I dream'd a dolefu' dream;
I kenn'd there wad be sorrow!
I dream'd I pu'd the heather green,
On the dowie banks o' Yarrow."
She gaed up yon high, high hill—