O first he’s ta’en her silken coat,
And neist her satten gown,
Syne row’d[1273] her in a tartan plaid,
And hap’d her roun’ and roun’.
III
He has set her upon his steed
And roundly rode away,
And ne’er loot her look back again
The live-long summer’s day.
IV
He’s carried her o’er hills and muirs
Till they came to a Highland glen,
And there he’s met his brother John,
With twenty armèd men.
V
O there were cows, and there were ewes,
And lasses milking there!
But Baby ne’er ance look’d about,
Her heart was fill’d wi’ care.
VI
Glenlyon took her in his arms,
And kiss’d her, cheek and chin;
Says, ‘I’d gie a’ these cows and ewes
But ae kind look to win.’—