5
THE DROWNED LOVERS.
Willie stands in his stable door,
And clapping at his steed;
And looking o'er his white fingers
His nose began to bleed.
"Gi'e corn to my horse, mother,
And meat to my young man;
And I'll awa' to Meggie's bower,
I'll win ere she lie down."
"O bide this night wi' me, Willie,
O bide this night wi' me;
The best an' cock o' a' the reest
At your supper shall be."
"A' your cocks, and a' your reests,
I value not a prin:
For I'll awa' to Meggie's bower,
I'll win ere she lie down."
"Stay this night wi' me, Willie,
O stay this night wi' me;
The best an' sheep in a' the flock
At your supper shall be.
"A' your sheep, and a' your flocks,
I value not a prin;
For I'll awa' to Meggie's bower,
I'll win ero she lie down."
"O an' ye gang to Meggie's bower,
Sae sair against my will;
The deepest pot in Clyde's water,
My malison ye's feel.
