Buchan's Manuscripts, I, 114.
| 1 |
A fair maid sat in her bower-door,
Wringing her lily hands,
And by it came a sprightly youth,
Fast tripping oer the strands. |
| 2 |
'Where gang ye, young John,' she says,
'Sae early in the day?
It gars me think, by your fast trip,
Your journey's far away.' |
| 3 |
He turnd about wi surly look,
And said, What's that to thee?
I'm gaen to see a lovely maid,
Mair fairer far than ye. |
| 4 |
'Now hae ye playd me this, fause love,
In simmer, mid the flowers?
I shall repay ye back again,
In winter, mid the showers. |
| 5 |
'But again, dear love, and again, dear love,
Will ye not turn again?
For as ye look to other women,
I shall to other men.' |
| 6 |
'Make your choice of whom you please,
For I my choice will have;
I've chosen a maid more fair than thee,
I never will deceive.' |
| 7 |
But she's kilt up her claithing fine,
And after him gaed she;
But aye he said, Ye'll turn again,
Nae farder gae wi me. |
| 8 |
'But again, dear love, and again, dear love,
Will ye never love me again?
Alas for loving you sae well,
And you nae me again!' |
| 9 |
The first an town that they came till,
He bought her brooch and ring;
And aye he bade her turn again,
And gang nae farder wi him. |
| 10 |
'But again, dear love, and again, dear love,
Will ye never love me again?
Alas for loving you sae well,
And you nae me again!' |
| 11 |
The next an town that they came till,
He bought her muff and gloves;
But aye he bade her turn again,
And choose some other loves. |
| 12 |
'But again, dear love, and again, dear love,
Will ye never love me again?
Alas for loving you sae well,
And you nae me again!' |
| 13 |
The next an town that they came till,
His heart it grew mair fain,
And he was as deep in love wi her
As she was ower again. |
| 14 |
The next an town that they came till,
He bought her wedding gown,
And made her lady of ha's and bowers,
Into sweet Berwick town. |
