Adieu! Lochmaben's gates sae fair,
The Langholm-holm where birks there be;
Adieu! my ladye, and only joy,
For, trust me, I may not stay wi' thee,
"Adieu! fair Eskdale up and down,
Where my puir friends do dwell;
The bangisters[[198]] will ding them down,
And will them sair compell.
But I'll avenge their feid mysell,
When I come o'er the sea;