‘Ye’r welcome, my good lord, frae London!’
7
‘An I be sae welcome, he says,
‘Ye’ll kiss me for my comin,
For the morn sud hae bin my weddin-day
Gif I had staid in London.’
8
She turned her about wi a disdainfull look,
Dear, she was a pretty woman!
‘Gif the morn shud hae bin yer weddin-day,