But now, alas! her father heard That the Trumpeter of Fyvie 50 Had had the art to gain the heart Of Tiftie's bonny Annie. Her father soon a letter wrote, And sent it on to Fyvie, To tell his daughter was bewitch'd 55 By his servant Andrew Lammie. When Lord Fyvie had this letter read, O dear! but he was sorry; The bonniest lass in Fyvie's land Is bewitched by Andrew Lammie. 60 Then up the stair his trumpeter He called soon and shortly: "Pray tell me soon, what's this you've done To Tiftie's bonny Annie?" "In wicked art I had no part, 65 Nor therein am I canny; True love alone the heart has won Of Tiftie's bonny Annie. "Woe betide Mill o' Tiftie's pride, For it has ruin'd many; 70 He'll no ha'e 't said that she should wed The Trumpeter of Fyvie. "Where will I find a boy so kind, That'll carry a letter canny, Who will run on to Tiftie's town, 75 Give it to my love Annie?" "Here you shall find a boy so kind, Who'll carry a letter canny, Who will run on to Tiftie's town, And gi'e 't to thy love Annie." 80 "It's Tiftie he has daughters three, Who all are wondrous bonny; But ye'll ken her o'er a' the lave, Gi'e that to bonny Annie." "It's up and down in Tiftie's den, 85 Where the burn runs clear and bonny; There wilt thou come and meet thy love, Thy bonny Andrew Lammie. "When wilt thou come, and I'll attend? My love, I long to see thee." 90 "Thou may'st come to the bridge of Sleugh, And there I'll come and meet thee." "My love, I go to Edinbro', And for a while must leave thee;" She sighed sore, and said no more 95 But "I wish that I were wi' thee." "I'll buy to thee a bridal gown, My love, I'll buy it bonny;" "But I'll be dead, ere ye come back To see your bonnie Annie." 100 "If you'll be true and constant too, As my name's Andrew Lammie, I shall thee wed, when I come back To see the lands of Fyvie." "I will be true, and constant too, 105 To thee, my Andrew Lammie; But my bridal bed will ere then be made, In the green churchyard of Fyvie." "Our time is gone, and now comes on, My dear, that I must leave thee; 110 If longer here I should appear, Mill o' Tiftie he would see me."