human
Ohon! Then out bespake him, Brown Robin, 75
gpt
But that's a woman's moan!
human
O kent ye by my rosy lips? Or by my yellow hair? Or kent ye by my milk-white breast, Ye never yet saw bare?
gpt
I kent na by your rosy lips; Nor by your yellow hair; But, cum to your bour whaever likes, They'll find a ladye there.
human
O gin ye come my bour within, 85 Through fraud, deceit, or guile, Wi' this same brand, that's in my hand, I vow I will thee kill.
gpt
Yet durst I cum into your bour, And ask nae leave, quo' he; 90
human
And wi' this same brand, that's in my hand, Wave danger back on thee.