Anne Barnard,
Auld Robin Gray
(1790)
“ I saw my Jamie's warth, but I didna' think it he, Till he said I'm come back for to marry thee. O fair did we greet, and muckle did we say, We took but ae kiss, and we tore ourselves away, I wish I were dead, but I'm no like to die, And why did I live, to say waes me. I gang like a ghaist, and I carena to spin, I darena think on Jamie for that wou’d be a sin, But I’ll do my best, a guid wife to be, For auld Robin Grey is kind to me. ”

