That out again it winna come.’
26.
26.4 ‘graithed,’ accoutred.
He had but time to cross himsel’,
A prayer he hadna time to say,
Till round him came the Crosiers keen,
All riding graithed, and in array.
27.
‘Weel met, weel met, now, Parcy Reed,
Thou art the very man we sought;