LIX
‘Siccan[530] like mercy sall ye have;
On gallows ye sall hangit be!’—
‘Over God’s forbode,’ quoth the Outlaw then,
‘I hope your grace will better be!
Else, ere you come to Edinburgh port,
I trow thin guarded sall ye be.
‘Siccan[530] like mercy sall ye have;
On gallows ye sall hangit be!’—
‘Over God’s forbode,’ quoth the Outlaw then,
‘I hope your grace will better be!
Else, ere you come to Edinburgh port,
I trow thin guarded sall ye be.