Gin ye wadna angry be:’
‘Speak on, speak on, my little wee boy,
Ye’se nae be quarrell’d by me.’
21.
21.4 ‘my lane,’ by myself. Cp. 26.4.
‘As we came frae the hynd-hunting,
We heard fine music ring:’
‘My blessings on you, my bonny boy,
I wish I’d been there my lane.’
22.