WEARIESWA'
And half my kirtle of red sendal
To hang down at my knee;
And half my kirtle of brown sendal
That shall be wrought to me.
And the shoon on my feet of yellow samite
And by that ye shall me see.
To hang down at my knee;
And half my kirtle of brown sendal
That shall be wrought to me.
And the shoon on my feet of yellow samite
And by that ye shall me see.
He's made him a ship o' the goodly ash
The sides thereof were wan;
The first water he sailed upon
He was the heavier man.
The sides thereof were wan;
The first water he sailed upon
He was the heavier man.
A' the oars were wrought of gold
And a' the sails of red;
The last water he sailed upon
He seemed he was but dead.
And a' the sails of red;
The last water he sailed upon
He seemed he was but dead.
But he's won back to Wearieswa'
That was hard on a great sea;
His hair was fu' of the wan sea-water
And he halted of his knee.
That was hard on a great sea;
His hair was fu' of the wan sea-water
And he halted of his knee.
Between the sea and the sea-banks
He's let his bonny ship stand;
His clothes were fu' of the wan rain-water
And he halted of his hand.
He's let his bonny ship stand;
His clothes were fu' of the wan rain-water
And he halted of his hand.
O I will draw to me a weed,
A weed baith poor and low,
And I will gang before my lady's face,
To see if she will me know.
A weed baith poor and low,
And I will gang before my lady's face,
To see if she will me know.
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