8
Day being come, and breakfast o’er,
to the parlour I was ta’en;
The gudeman kindly asked me,
if I’d marry his daughter Jane?
Five hundred merks I’ll give her,
besides a piece of lan';
But scarcely had he spoke the word,
till I thought of Peggy Bawn.
“ Your offer, Sir, is very good,
and I thank you too,” said I;
“But I cannot be your son-in-law,
and I’ll tell you the reason why;
My business calleth me in haste,
I am the king’s servant bound,
And I must gang awa’ this day,
straight to Edinburgh town.”
Oh, Peggy Bawy, thou art my own,
thy heart lies in my breast;
And though we at a distance are,
yet l love thee still the best;
Although we at a distance are,
and the seas between us roar,
Yet I’ll be constant, Peggy Bawn,
to thee for 'evermore.
FINIS.
