13 'For the rain rains on my yellow hair,
And the dew draps on my chin,
And trembling stands the gallant steed
That carries me from the ground.'
14 'What aileth thee, Sweet William?' she says,
'What harm now hast thou done?'
'Oh I hae killed thy brother dear,
And his heart's blood sair doth run.'
15 'If ye hae killed my brother dear,
It's oh and alace for me!
But between the blankets and the sheets
It's there I will hide thee!'
16 She's taen him by the milk-white hand,
She's led him thro chambers three,
Until she came to her own chamber:
'It's there I will hide thee.
17 'Lye down, lye down, Sweet William,' she says,
'Lye down and take a sleep;
It's owre the chamber I will watch,
Thy fair bodie to keep.'
18 She had not watched at the chamber-door
An hour but only three,
Till four and twenty belted knichts
Did seek his fair bodie.
19 'O did you see the hunt?' she says,
'Or did you see the hounds?
Or did you see that gallant steed,
That last rade thro the town?'
20 'What colour was the fox?' they said,
'What colour was the hounds?
What colour was the gallant steed,
That's far yont London toun?'
21 'O dark grey was the fox,' she said,
'And light grey was the hounds,
But milk-white was the gallant steed
That's far yont London town.'
22 'Rise up, rise up, Sweet William,' she says,
'Rise up, and go away;
For four and twenty belted knights
Were seeking thy bodye.'