VI
‘Ye lied, ye lied, my bonny burd,
Sae loud’s I hear ye lie;
As I came by the Lowden banks,
They bade gude e’en to me.
VII
‘But fare ye weel, my ae fause love,
That I hae loved sae lang!
It sets[561] ye chuse another love,
And let young Benjie gang.’
VIII
Then Marjorie turned her round about,
The tear blinding her e’e,
‘I darena, darena let thee in,
But I’ll come down to thee.’
IX
Then saft she smiled, and said to him,
‘O what ill hae I done?’
He took her in his armis twa,
And threw her o’er the linn[562].
X
The stream was strang, the maid was stout,
And laith laith to be dang[563];
But, ere she wan the Lowden banks,
Her fair colour was wan.