“ When all the rest went to bed sleep was far frae me,
For thinking what was become of thee.
⁠My parents were born long before me,
Perhaps by this time they are drown'd in the sea;
These lands and possessions they gave them to me,
And now, my dear jewel, you shall share them with me.
⁠In love we began, and in love we will end,
With joy and great mirth our days we will spend,
And a voyage to our father once more we will go,
To relieve the old farmer of his trouble and woe. ”

“ WILL you'go to Highlands, my jewel, with me
Will you go to the Highlands the flocks for to see,
It is health to my jewel to breathe the sweet air?
And to pull the blaeberries in the forrest so fair. ”

“ She's lain wi' her footman, she'll ne'er lie wi' me.
To some foreign country I'll now take my way,
For here in Old England no longer I'll stay;
Since the charms they are blasted that I did adore,
In my heart I shall never love a woman more.
The Duke he took shipping, away he did sail,
Over to Calais with a pleasant gale,
At the court of France a while for to stay.
But the unfortunate lady was turned away.
This sorrowful lady was turned away,
Laments her misfortune by night and by day.
Crying Ye ladies of honour, take warning by me,
Be chaste to your husband of every degree. ”