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TOUN& BEKIE. |
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And they gaed down by yon sea-side, 85
And down by yon sea-strand ; And sae bonny as the Hollans boats
Come rowin' till their hand.
She set her milk-white foot on board,
Cried, " Hail ye, Domine!" w
And the Billy Blin was the steerer o't, To row her o'er the sea.
"Whan she cam to young Bekie's gate,
She heard the music play; And her mind misgae by a' she heard, as
That 'twas his wedding day.
She's pitten her hand in her pocket,
Gi'en the porter markis three ; " Hae, take ye that, ye proud porter,
Bid your master speake to me." ioo
0 whan that he cam up the stair,
He fell low down on his knee: He hail'd the king, and he hail'd the queen,
And he hail'd him, young Bekie.
"01 have been porter at your gates m
This thirty years and three ; But there are three ladies at them now,
Their like I did never see. |
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