[74. Bonny Bee Ho’m]
I
By Arthur’s Dale as late I went
I heard a heavy moan;
I heard a ladie lamenting sair,
And ay she cried ‘Ohone!
II
‘Ohone, alas! what shall I do,
Tormented night and day!
I never loved a love but ane,
And now he’s gone away.
III
‘But I will do for my true-love
What ladies wou’d think sair;
For seven year shall come and go
Ere a kaim[461] gang in my hair.
IV
‘There shall neither a shoe gang on my foot,
Nor a kaim gang in my hair,
Nor e’er a coal nor candle-light
Shine in my bower nae mair.’