‘Or are you mourning in your tide
That you suld be Cospatrick’s bride?’
X
‘I am not mourning at this tide
That I suld be Cospatrick’s bride:
XI
‘But I am mourning in my mood
That ever I left my mother good.
XII
‘But, bonny boy, come tell to me
What is the custom o’ your countrie?’
XIII
‘The custom thereof, my dame,’ he says,
‘Will ill a gentle ladye please.