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" I was the mistress o' Pitfan, 6
And madam o' Kincraigie ; But now my name is Lady Anne,
And I am Gight's own lady.
" We courted in the woods o' Gight,
Where birks and flow'rs spring bonny ; 10 But pleasures I had never one,
But sorrows thick and mony.
" He never own'd me as his wife,
Nor honourM me as his lady, But day by day he saddles the grey, 15
And rides to Bignefs lady."
When Bignet he got word of that,
That Gight lay wi' his lady, He's casten him in prison strong,
To ly till lords were ready. ao
" Where will I get a little wee boy,
That is baith true and steady, That will run on to bonny Gight,
And bring to me my lady V "
" O here am I, a little wee boy, 25
That is baith true and steady, That will run to the yates 0' Gight,
And bring to you your lady."
" Ye'll bid her saddle the grey, the grey,
The brown rode ne'er so smartly; a>
Ye'll bid her come to Edinbro' town, A' for the life of Geordie."