And there was nae man that did her see
But wish’d himself bridegroom to be.
XIII
Her father led her down the stair,
And her mither dear she kiss’d her there.
XIV
Her sister Anne led her thro’ the close,
And her brother John set her on her horse.
XV
She lean’d her o’er the saddle-bow,
To give him a kiss ere she did go.
XVI
He has ta’en a knife, baith lang and sharp,
And stabb’d that bonny bride to the heart.