And there she saw the beggar standin’ i’ the floor.
And we’ll gang nae mair, &c.
He took the lassie in his arms, and to the bed he ran,
O hooly[1065], hooly wi’ me, sir, ye’ll waken our goodman.
And we’ll gang nae mair, &c.
The beggar was a cunnin’ loon, and ne’er a word he spake
Until he got his turn done, syne he began to crack[1066].
And we’ll gang nae mair, &c.
“Is there ony dogs into this toun? maiden, tell me true.”
“And what wad ye do wi’ them, my hinny and my dow[1067]?”