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LORD THOMAS AND FAIR ANNET
XXIII
And when she came to Mary's Kirk,
She shimmer'd like the sun; The belt that was about her waist
Was a' wi' pearls bedone.
XXIV
And when she came to Mary's Kirk,
And sat down in the deas, The cleiding that Fair Annet had on
Enlighten'd a' that place.
XXV
She sat her by the nut-brown bride, And her e'en they were sae clear,
Lord Thomas he clean forgat the bride When Fair Annet drew near.
XXVI
He had a rose into his hand,
He gave it kisses three, And reaching by the nut-brown bride,
Laid it on Annet's knee.
XXVII
' O wha is this, my father dear, Blinks in Lord Thomas's e'e ?'—
' O this Lord Thomas's first true-love Before he loved thee.'
XXVIII
Up then spake the nut-brown bride—
She spake wi' mickle spite: ' And where gat ye the rose-water
That washes thy face so white ?'—
bedone] adorned. deas] dais, pew. cleiding] clothing.
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