To wield both bow and brand;
And I sall learn your turtle-dow
To lay gowd wi' her hand.
'At kirk and market, when we meet,
We'll dare make nae avowe,
But—Dame, how does my gay gos-hawk?
Madam, how does my dow?'
When the royal youth grows up, Wise William reveals to him his history, and how his mother is still in confinement in Foodrage's hands. 'The boy stared wild like a gray gos-hawk' at hearing the strange intelligence, but soon resolves on a course of action:
He has set his bent bow to his breast,
And leapt the castle-wa',