Francis James Child

“ And rowd her in his tartan plaidie:
'There are blankets and sheets in my father's house,
How have I lien down wi a Highland laddie!'
Says he, There are sheep in my father's fauld,
And every year their wool is ready ”

“ And what needs your mither be sorrie, Peggie?
'Dinna you see yon nine score o sheep,
Feeding on yon brae sae bonnie?
They're a' mine, and they'll sune be thine,
And what needs your mither be sorrie for ye?
'Dinna ye see yon bonnie white house,
Shining on yon brae sae bonnie?
And I am the Earl of the Isle of Skye,
And surely my Peggie will be ca'd a lady.'
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THE Lawland lads think they are fine,
But the Hieland lads are brisk and gaucy,
And they are awa, near Glasgow toun,
To steal awa a bonnie lassie. ”

“ But ye dare nae steal my bonnie Peggie.'
Up then spak her mother dear,
Dear wow! but she spak wondrous sorrie;
Now since I have brought ye up this length,
Wad ye gang awa wi a Highland fellow?'
He set her on his bonnie black horse,
He set himsel on his gude grey naigie,
And they have ridden oer hills and dales,
And he's awa wi his bonnie Peggie.
They have ridden oer hills and dales,
They have ridden oer mountains many,
Until they cam to a low, low glen,
And there he's lain down wi his bonnie Peggie. ”