I’ve laid my love on thee; maun I die in my prime?’
3
‘O pox on thee, Jenny, for being sae slaw!
Bonny Earl Ogie is promisd awa:’
This letter was like to mak her heart break,
For revealing her mind to a man so ingrate.
4
‘Come here, all my handmaids, O do this with speed,
Take my gowns and my passments, and lay me to bed;
Lay me to my bed, it is all that I crave;