“And ye would spare my life,” he said,
“For all ye come so gleg,
If I would stoop and give my hand
To your bonny daughter Meg?
“Ye are the Murray of Elibank,
I Scott of Oakwood Tower,
I would not marry your daughter Meg,
Tho’ a kingdom were her dower;
“But little I fear to meet my death,
As I do to tell you this;