9
'I'll not take with me my brither John,
But I'll gang along, myself all alone.'
10
When she came to young Willie's yate,
His seven brithers were standing thereat.
11
Then they did conduct her into the ha,
Amang the weepers and merry mourners a'.
12
When she lifted up the covering sae red,
With melancholy countenance to look on the dead,
13
He's taen her in his arms, laid her gainst the wa,
Says, 'Lye ye here, fair maid, till day.'
14
'O spare me, O spare me, but this single night,
And let me gang hame a maiden sae bright.'
15
'Tho all your kin were about your bower,
Ye shall not be a maiden ae single hour.
16
'Fair maid, ye came here without a convoy,
But ye shall return wi a horse and a boy.
17
'Ye came here a maiden sae mild,
But ye shall gae hame a wedded wife with child.'