And my lord shall nae mair come near me.’
8
And when our lord came hame at een,
And speir’d for his fair lady,
The tane she cry’d, and the other reply’d,
‘She’s away with the gypsie laddie.’
9
‘Gae saddle to me the black, black steed,
Gae saddle and make him ready;
Before that I either eat or sleep,