XVI
‘I clappèd wi’ my wings, master,
And aye my bells I rang,
And aye cried, Waken, waken, master,
Before the ladye gang!’—
XVII
‘But haste, but haste, my gude white steed,
To come the maiden till,
Or a’ the birds of the gude greenwood
O’ your flesh shall have their fill!’—
XVIII
‘Ye needna burst your gude white steed
Wi’ racing o’er the howm[213];
Nae bird flies faster thro’ the wood
Than she fled thro’ the broom.’
FOOTNOTES:
[208] trysts = assignations.
[209] ear = early.
[210] broom-cow = branch of broom.