26
'When I endure my grief and pain,
My companie ye maun refrain.
27
'Ye'll take your arrow and your bow,
And ye will hunt the deer and roe.
28
'Be sure ye touch not the white hynde,
For she is o the woman kind.'
29
He took sic pleasure in deer and roe,
Till he forgot his gay ladye.
30
Till by it came that milk-white hynde,
And then he mind on his ladye syne.
31
He hasted him to yon greenwood tree,
For to relieve his gay ladye;
32
But found his ladye lying dead,
Likeways her young son at her head.
33
His mother lay ower her castle wa,
And she beheld baith dale and down;
And she beheld young Leesome Brand,
As he came riding to the town.
34
'Get minstrels for to play,' she said,
'And dancers to dance in my room;
For here comes my son, Leesome Brand,
And he comes merrilie to the town.'
35
'Seek nae minstrels to play, mother,
Nor dancers to dance in your room;
But tho your son comes, Leesome Brand,
Yet he comes sorry to the town.