Sae well that loveth thee?" "And how wad I ken ye loved me, Sir, That have been sae lang away? And how wad I ken ye loved me, Sir? Ye never telled me sae." Said – "Ladye dear," and the salt, salt tear Cam ' rinnin' doon his cheek, "I have sent the tokens of my love This many and many a week. "O didna ye get the rings, Ladye, The rings o' the gowd sae fine? I wot that I have sent to thee Four score, four score and nine." "They cam' to me," said that fair ladye. "Wow, they were flimsie things!" Said – "that chain o' gowd, my doggie to howd, It is made o' thae self-same rings." "And didna ye get the locks, the locks, The locks o' my ain black hair, Whilk I sent by post, whilk I sent by box, Whilk I sent by the carrier?" "They cam' to me," said that fair ladye; "And I prithee send nae mair!" Said – "that cushion sae red, for my doggie's head, It is stuffed wi' thae locks o' hair." "And didna ye get the letter, Ladye, Tied wi' a silken string, Whilk I sent to thee frae the far countrie, A message of love to bring?" "It cam' to me frae the far countrie Wi' its silken string and a'; But it wasna prepaid," said that high-born maid, "Sae I gar'd them tak' it awa'." "O ever alack that ye sent it back, It was written sae clerkly and well! Now the message it brought, and the boon that it sought, I must even say it mysel'." Then up and spake the popinjay,