23
He took nane frae Peter nor frae Paul,
Nane frae the high nor low o them all.
24
And frae them all he would take nane,
Until it came frae the bride's ain hand.
25
The bride came tripping down the stair,
The combs o red gowd in her hair.
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A cup o red wine in her hand,
And that she gae to the beggar man.
27
Out o the cup he drank the wine,
And into the cup he dropt the ring.
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'O got ye't by sea, or got ye't by land,
Or got ye't on a drownd man's hand?'
29
'I got it not by sea, nor got it by land,
Nor got I it on a drownd man's hand.
30
'But I got it at my wooing gay,
And I'll gie't you on your wedding day.'
31
'I'll take the red gowd frae my head,
And follow you, and beg my bread.
32
'I'll take the red gowd frae my hair,
And follow you for evermair.'