For the three auld co’erlets was tane off her bed.
62.
‘Hae, take thee there twa as good kye,
I trow, as all thy three might be;
And yet here is a white-footed naigg,
I think he’le carry both thee and me.
63.
‘But I may no langer in Cumberland dwell;
The Armstrongs they’le hang me high.’
But Dickie has tane leave at lord and master,