In ceaseless prayer and penance drie,

Yet wait thy latter end with fear

Then, daring Warrior, follow me!"

"Penance, father, will I none;

Prayer know I hardly one;

For mass or prayer can I rarely tarry,

Save to patter an Ave Mary,

When I ride on a Border foray.

Other prayer can I none;

So speed me my errand, and let me be gone."