- BUT plait a wand o bonny birk, And lay it on my breast, And shed a tear upon my grave, And wish my saul gude rest.
- 'And fair Margret, and rare Margret, And Margret o veritie, Gin eer ye love another man, Neer love him as ye did me.'
- Then up and crew the milk-white cock, And up and crew the grey; The lover vanishd in the air, And she gaed weeping away.