31
'I'll tak the scales o gowd frae my head,
I'll follow you, and beg my bread.
32
'I'll tak the scales of gowd frae my hair,
I'll follow you for evermair.'
33
She has tane the scales o gowd frae her head,
She has followed him to beg her bread.
34
She has tane the scales o gowd frae her hair,
And she has followed him for evermair.
35
But atween the kitchen and the ha,
There he lute his cloutie cloak fa.
36
And the red gowd shined oure him a',
And the bride frae the bridegroom was stown awa.
H.
Buchan's Ballads of the North of Scotland, II, 268.
1
'Hynd Horn fair, and Hynd Horn free,
O where were you born, in what countrie?'
2
'In gude greenwood, there I was born,
And all my forbears me beforn.