586 JAMES CLERK MAXWELL. 



Then up and spok the Ladye fair 



" I have nae friends or kin, 

 Bot in a littel boat I live, 



Amidst the waves' loud din." 

 Then answered thus the douchty kniehte 



" I'll follow you through all, 

 For gin ye bee in a littel boat, 



The world to it seemis small." 

 They gaed through the wood, and through the wood 



To the end of the wood they came : 

 And when they came to the end of the wood 



They saw the salt sea faem. 

 And then they saw the wee, wee boat, 



That daunced on the top of the wave, 

 And first got in the ladye fair, 



And then the kniehte sae brave ; 

 They got into the wee, wee boat, 



And rowed wi' a' their micht; 

 When the kniehte sae brave, he turnit about, 



And lookit at the ladye bricht ; 

 He lookit at her bonie cheik, 



And hee lookit at hir twa bricht eyne, 

 Bot hir rosie cheik growe ghaistly pale, 



And scho seymit as scho deid had been. 

 The fause fause kniehte growe pale wi frichte, 



And his hair rose up on end, 

 For gane-by days cam to his mynde, 



And his former luve he kenned. 

 Then spake the ladye, " Thou, fause kniehte, 



Hast done to mee much ill, 

 Thou didst forsake me long ago, 



Bot I am constant still ; 

 For though I ligg in the woods sae cald, 



At rest I canna bee 

 Until I sucke the gude lyfe blude 



Of the man that gart me dee." 

 Hee saw hir lipps were wet wi' blude, 



And hee saw hir lyfelesse eyne, 



