She lichtit low down on the stane,
And wha sae ready as her auld father
To welcome Lady Lillie in?
9
‘O how’s a’ wi you, my daughter Lillie,
That ye come here sae hastilie?
And how’s a’ wi’ the Earl o Crawford,
That he didna send a boy wi thee?’
10
‘O haud your tongue now, my old father,