‘Man, frae thy master unto me?’
‘Not as ye wad; seeking your aid;
The king’s his mortal enemie.’
40.
‘Aye, by my troth,’ quoth Halliday,
‘Even for that it repenteth me;
For gif he lose fair Ettrick Forest,
He’ll tak fair Moffatdale frae me.
41.
41.2 ‘mae,’ more.