"Come down, come down, my lady fair A sight of you I'll see; And bonnie is the bags of gold That I will give to thee." "If you have bonnie bags of gold, 85 I have bags of the same; Go from my yetts now, Reedisdale, For down I will not come." "Come down, come down, my lady fair, One sight of you I'll see; 90 Or else I'll set your house on fire, If better cannot be." Then he has set the house on fire, And all the rest it took; He turned his wight horse head about, 95 Said, "Alas! they'll ne'er get out." "Look out, look out, my maidens fair, And see what I do see; How Reedisdale has fired our house, And now rides o'er the lea. 100 "Come hitherward, my maidens fair, Come hither unto me; For through this reek, and through this smeek, O through it we must be." They took wet mantles them about, 105 Their coffers by the band; And through the reek, and through the flame, Alive they all have wan. When they had got out through the fire, And able all to stand, 110 She sent a maid to Wise William, To bruik Reedisdale's land. "Your lands is mine, now, Reedisdale, For I have won them free:" "If there is a good woman in the world, 115 Your one sister is she." 76. _Unwashen hands and unwashen feet._--Alluding to the custom of washing and dressing dead bodies. S. GEORDIE. From the _Musical Museum_, p. 357.