That last reliev’d you out of pine.”
“O well-a-day!” said Beichan then,
“That I so soon have married thee;
For it can be none but Susie Pye,
That sailed the sea for love of me.”
And quickly hied he down the stair;
Of fifteen steps he made but three;
He’s taen his bonny love in his arms,
And kist and kist her tenderlie.
“O hae ye taen anither bride?