THE SILLER CROWN
Reading edition
“And ye sall walk in silk attire, And siller hae to spare, Gin ye’ll consent to be his bride, Nor think o’ Donald mair.” O, wha wad buy a silken gown Wi’ a puir broken heart? Or what’s to me a siller crown Gin frae my love I part? The mind whose meanest wish is pure Far dearest is to me, And ere I’m forced to break my faith, I’ll lay me down and dee. For I hae vowed a virgin’s vow My lover’s faith to share, An’ he has gi’en to me his heart, An’ what can man do mair? His mind and manners won my heart, He gratefu’ took the gift, An’ did I wish to seek it back It wad be waur than theft. The langest life can ne’er repay The love he bears to me, And ere I’m forced to break my faith, I’ll lay me down an’ dee. Susanna Blamire