56 'I hae my sheen upon my feet, My gloves upon my hand, And ye'll come to your bed, Annie, For I've dane you nae wrang.' * * * * * #C.# 'Fair Annie' I took this day from the recitation of Janet Holmes, an old woman in Kilbarchan. It was, as she described it, a "lang rane" of her mother's. July 18, 1825. _Motherwell._ 1^1. honey _is probably a corruption of_ Annie. 5^4. his wig. 19^3. I _must be understood_, I as leal, _but does not require to be inserted_. 20^4. _Possibly not correct._ To all _would, no doubt, be an easy reading, but the abrupt exclamation is more like nature_. 29^1. Oh. #E.# 11^2. laugh. 14^3. harpd. 20^1. you hame. #F.# 12^3. Oh. 22^3. Ye wilt. #I.# 28^1. sat. 45^2. tirls. 41 ff. _In one of the Kinloch versions thus:_ 'King Henry is my father,' she says, 'Queen Orvis is my mither, And a' the bairns about the house Are just my sister and brither.' 'O if ye be ane o thae, Fair Anne, Sure I'm ane o' the same, And come to your gude lord, Anne, And be ye blythe again. 'For he never wed me for his love, But for my tocher fee, And I am as free o him this day As the bairn on the nurse's knee.' #J.# 36^2. hae served. _The following more obvious and entirely superfluous interpolations have been omitted from the text._ _After 9:_ But ye were feard the Duke of York Should come and bide wi me, As he showed kindness and respect, Which greatly grieved thee. _After 18:_ But it fell ance upon a day, 'T was aye day by it lane, Fair Annie was washing her fingers, Above a marble stane. _After 28:_ O he that staw my ae sister Did leave my bower full bare; I wish a sharp sword at his breast, Cauld iron be his share! He looked ower his right shoulder, A light laugh then gie he; Said, Hear na ye my new-come bride, Sae sair as she brands me? The bride she patted wi her lips, She winked wi her ee, Yet never thought by the words he spake 'T was her sister, Annie. _After 35:_ When they had eaten and well drunken, And all had fared fine, The knight he called his butlers all, For to serve out the wine. _After 38:_ Then out it speaks an English lord, A smart young lord was he: 'O if she be a maiden fair, Wi her I'se wedded be.'