30 'O I'll gar burn for you, Maisry,
Your father an your mother;
An I'll gar burn for you, Maisry,
Your sister an your brother.
31 'An I'll gar burn for you, Maisry,
The chief of a' your kin;
An the last bonfire that I come to,
Mysel I will cast in.'
B
Motherwell's MS., p. 422, communicated by Charles Kirkpatrick Sharpe.
1 In came her sister,
Stepping on the floor;
Says, It's telling me, my sister Janet,
That you're become a whore.
2 'A whore, sister, a whore, sister?
That's what I'll never be;
I'm no so great a whore, sister,
As liars does on me lee.'
3 In came her brother,
Stepping on the floor;
Says, It's telling me, my sister Janet,
That you're become a whore.'
4 'A whore, brother, a whore, brother?
A whore I'll never be;
I'm no so bad a woman, brother,
As liars does on me lee.'
5 In came her mother,
Stepping on the floor:
'They are telling me, my daughter,
That you're so soon become a whore.'
6 'A whore, mother, a whore, mother?
A whore I'll never be;
I'm only with child to an English lord,
Who promised to marry me.'