‘Oh I wis ye’d never gaen away,
For at your hame is döl an wae.
IV
‘For da king o Ferrie we his daert,
Has pierced your lady to da hert.’
V
And aifter dem da king has gaen,
But when he cam it was a grey stane.
VI
Dan he took oot his pipes ta play,
Bit sair his hert wi döl an wae.
VII
And first he played da notes o noy[136],
An dan he played da notes o joy.