“O ladye, are ye single yet,
Or will ye marry me?
Ye’se get a’ the flouirs in my garden,
To be a weed[[10]] for thee.”
“I love your flouirs,” the ladye said,
“But I winna marry thee;
For I can live without mankind,
And without mankind I’ll dee.”
“You shall not live without mankind,
But you shall marry me: