Pekcy. 

 Scho laid him ou a 'Iressing borde, 



And drest him like a swine, 

 And laughing said, Gae nou and play 



With your sweite play-feres nine. 



Scho row'd him in a cake of lead, 

 Bade him lie stil and sleip. 



Scho cast him in a deip draw well 

 Was fifty fadoni deip 



Jamieson. 



She's row'd him in a cake of lead, 



Bade him lie still and sleep ; 

 She's thrown him in Our Lady's draw well, 



Was fifty fathom *leep. 



Quhan bells wer rung, and mass was sung, 



And every lady went hame ; 

 Than ilka ludy had her zong sonne, 



But lady Helen had nane. 



Scho rowil hir mautil hir about, 



And sair, sair gan she weip ; 

 And she ran into the Jew's castel, 



Quhan they wer all asleip. 



" My bonny Sir Hew, my pretty Sir Hew, 



I pray thee to me speik." 

 " O lady rin to the deip draw-well, 



Gin 7.e zour sonne wad seik." 



Lady Helen ran to the deip draw-well, 



And knelt upon her kne : 

 " My bonny Sir Hew, an ye be here, 



I pray thee speik to me." 



When bells were rung, and mass was sung, 



And a' the bairns came hame, 

 When every lady gat hame her son, 



The Lady Maisry gat mine. 



She's taen her mantle her about, 



Her coffer by the hand ; 

 And she's gane out to seek her sou, 



And wander'd o'er the land 



She's doen her to the Jew's castell 



Where a' were fast asleep ; 

 " Gin ye be there, my sweet Sir Hugh, 



I pray you to me speak " 



She's doen her to the Jew's garden, 

 Thought he had been gathering fruit ; 



" Gin ye be there, my sweet Sir Hugh, 

 I pray you to me speak." 



She near'd Our Lady's deep draw-well, 



Was fifty fathom deep ; 

 " Whare'er ye be, my sweet Sir Hugh, 



I pray you to me speak." 



