18
'O got ye this by sea or land?
Or got ye it off a dead man's hand?'
19
'I got not it by sea, I got it by land,
And I got it, madam, out of your own hand.'
20
'O I'll cast off my gowns of brown,
And beg wi you frae town to town.
21
'O I'll cast off my gowns of red,
And I'll beg wi you to win my bread.'
22
'Ye needna cast off your gowns of brown,
For I'll make you lady o many a town.
23
'Ye needna cast off your gowns of red,
It's only a sham, the begging o my bread.'
24
The bridegroom he had wedded the bride,
But young Hind Horn he took her to bed.
B.
Motherwell's MS., p. 418. From the singing of a servant-girl at Halkhead.
1
I never saw my love before,
With a hey lillelu and a ho lo lan
Till I saw her thro an oger bore.
With a hey down and a hey diddle downie