58
'And whan our seven years wark was done,
We laid it out upon the green.
59
'We coost the lotties us amang,
Wha wad to the greenwode gang;
60
'To pu the lily but an the rose,
To strew witha' our sisters' bowers.
61
..... 'I was youngest,
..... my weer was hardest.
62
'And to the greenwode I bu[d] gae.
. . . . . . .
63
'There I met a handsome childe,
. . . . . . .
64
'Wi laigh-coled stockings and high-coled shoon,
He seemed to be some king's son.
65
'And was I weel or was I wae,
He keepit me a' the simmer day.
66
'Though for my hame-gaun I oft sicht,
He keepit me a' the simmer night.
67
'He gae to me a gay gold ring,
An bade me keep it aboon a' thing;