2 'What if I should lay thee down,
Amang the quiles of hay, maid?
Sheets nor blankets have I none,
To keep thy cloathing clean, maid.'
3 'The wind blaws east, the wind blaws west,
The wind blaws owre yon thorn, sir;
Weel may I wash my cloathing clear,
And dry them on the morn, sir.'
4 'What if I should lay thee down,
Amang the rigs of corn, maid?
Then the king's life-guard will come,
And steal our steeds away, maid.'
5 'I have ten gold rings on my hand,
They're all gold but the stone, sir;
I'll give them to the king's life-guard,
If he'll let our steeds alone, sir.
6 'But see you not yon sunny bank,
Over yon lily lea, sir,
Where you and I may crack a while,
And never one may see, sir?'
7 He was on a milk-white steed,
And she was on another,
And all the live-long winter night
They rode like sister and brother.
8 When they came to that sunny bank,
He began to lay her down, sir;
'O no, O no, kind sir,' she says,
'Ye'll ruffle all my gown, sir.
9 'My gown it cost my father dear,
'T was many a mark and pound, sir;
And if that ye do lay me down,
Ye'll ruffle all my gown, sir.
10 'But see ye na yon fair castel,
Over yon lily lea, sir,
Where you and I may crack a while,
And never one may see, sir?'
11 He was on a milk-white steed,
And she was on another,
And all the live-long winter night
They rode like sister and brother.