43
They searchd the country wide and braid,
The forests far and near,
And found him into Elmond's wood,
Tearing his yellow hair.
44
'Win up, win up now, Young Akin,
Win up, and boun wi me;
We're messengers come from the court,
The king wants you to see.'
45
'O lat him take frae me my head,
Or hang me on a tree;
For since I've lost my dear lady,
Life's no pleasure to me.'
46
'Your head will nae be touchd, Akin,
Nor hangd upon a tree;
Your lady's in her father's court,
And all he wants is thee.'
47
When he came in before the king,
Fell low down on his knee;
'Win up, win up now, Young Akin,
This day ye'se dine wi me.'
48
But as they were at dinner set,
The boy asked a boun:
'I wish we were in the good church,
For to get christendoun.
49
'We hae lived in guid green wood
This seven years and ane;
But a' this time, since eer I mind,
Was never a church within.'
50
'Your asking's nae sae great, my boy,
But granted it shall be;
This day to guid church ye shall gang,
And your mither shall gang you wi.'
51
When unto the guid church she came,
She at the door did stan;
She was sae sair sunk down wi shame,
She coudna come farer ben.
52
Then out it speaks the parish priest,
And a sweet smile gae he:
'Come ben, come ben, my lily flower,
Present your babes to me.'