7 And when she went into the house,
He flew unto the whin;
And there he sat and sang their loves,
As she went out and in.
8 'Come hither, come hither, my maidens all,
And sip red wine anon,
Till I go to my west window,
And hear a birdie's moan.'
9 She's gone unto her west window,
And fainly aye it drew,
And soon into her white silk lap
The bird the letter threw.
10 'Ye're bidden send your love a send,
For he has sent you twa;
And tell him where he can see you,
Or he cannot live ava.'
11 'I send him the rings from my white fingers,
The garlands off my hair;
I send him the heart that's in my breast:
What would my love have mair?
And at the fourth kirk in fair Scotland,
Ye'll bid him meet me there.'
12 She hied her to her father dear,
As fast as gang could she:
'An asking, an asking, my father dear,
An asking ye grant me;
That, if I die in fair England,
In Scotland bury me.
13 'At the first kirk of fair Scotland,
You cause the bells be rung;
At the second kirk of fair Scotland,
You cause the mass be sung.
14 'At the third kirk of fair Scotland,
You deal gold for my sake;
And the fourth kirk of fair Scotland,
O there you'll bury me at.
15 'And now, my tender father dear,
This asking grant you me;'
'Your asking is but small,' he said,
'Weel granted it shall be.'
16 She hied her to her mother dear,
As fast as gang could she:
'An asking, an asking, my mother dear,
An asking ye grant me;
That if I die in fair England
In Scotland bury me.