And aye she sought, and aye she flang[82]
Until these four things cam’ to her hand.
LX
‘Now stay here, daughter, your bour within,
Till I gae parley with my son.’
LXI
O she has ta’en her thro’ the ha’,
And on her son began to ca’.
LXII
‘What did you wi’ that gay gold ring
I bade you keep abune a’ thing?
LXIII
‘What did you wi’ that little pen-knife
I bade you keep while you had life?