“It did him gude to laip the blude
Of young and tender lammis:
Nane could him mis, for all was his,
The young anes with their dammes.
“The hunter is Christ, that hunts in haist;
The hunds are Peter and Paul;
The Paip is the fox; Rome is the rox
That rubbis us on the gall.
“That cruel beist, he never ceist,
By his usurpit power,