She’ll neither need to saddle my steed,
Nor draw aff my boots hersell.
‘But wha will bake my bridal bread,
Or brew my bridal ale,
And wha will welcome my bonnie bride,
Is mair than I can tell.’
104. lake for stain, and so entered in pencil in the MS.
After 12:
‘The first wife that I did wed,
She was far abeen my degree;