“Dewgar, gud day, bone Senyhour, and gud morn!”
‘Quhom scornys thow?’ quod Wallace, ‘quha lerd the?’
“Quhy, schir,” he said, “come yhe nocht new our se?
“Pardown me than, for I wend ye had beyne135
“Ane inbasset to bryng ane wncouth queyne.”
Wallace ansuerd; ‘Sic pardoune as we haiff
‘In oyss to gyff, thi part thow sall nocht craiff.’
“Sen ye ar Scottis, yeit salust sall ye be;
“[Gud deyn, dawch Lard, bach lowch banyoch a de].”140
Ma Sotheroune men to thaim assemblit ner.