Part 2 / Book 7 — 160. The Lowlands o’ Holland

I ‘My love has built a bonny ship, and set her on the sea, With seven score good mariners to bear her companỳ; There’s three score is sunk, and three score dead at sea, And the Lowlands o’ Holland has twin’d[1298] my love and me. II ‘My love he built another ship, and set her on the main, And nane but twenty mariners for to bring her hame; But the weary wind began to rise, and the sea began to rout, My love then and his bonny ship turn’d withershins[1299] about. III ‘Then shall neither coif come on my head nor comb come in my hair; Then shall neither coal nor candle-light shine in my bower mair; Nor will I love another one until the day I die, Sin’ the Lowlands o’ Holland has twin’d my love and me.’— IV ‘O haud your tongue, my daughter dear, be still and be content; There are mair lads in Galloway, ye neen nae sair lament.’— ‘O there is none in Gallow, there’s none at a’ for me, For I never loved a love but one, and he’s drown’d in the sea.’