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I know full well he will not say me nay,
Though the old laird himself be cold and close.

FIRST HIGHLANDER.

Go, then, and speed thee well!

[Exit Allen.

BRIDEGROOM.

Hear, bonnie lassies! the young laird himself

Will soon be here, and foot it with you featly.

OLD WOMAN.

O, bless his comely face! among ye all

There is not one that foots the floor like him,—
With such a merry glee and manly grace!

BRIDEGROOM.

We'll have no further dancing till he come.

Meantime, good Rory, sing another song;
Both bride and maidens like thy chanting well:
And those who list may join the chorus rhyme.

SONG.

Upon her saddle's quilted seat,
    High sat the bonnie Lowland bride;
Squires rode before, and maidens sweet
    Were gently ambling by her side.
What makes her look so pale and wan?—
She's parted from her Highlandman.
        What makes her look, &c.