Till he was as love-drunken
As any wild-wood swine.
Up she has ta'en him, Young Hunting,
And she has had him to her bed.
And she has minded her of a little penknife,
That hangs low down by her gare,
(birled in, poured out drink for. gare, skirt.)
And she has gi'en him, Young Hunting,
A deep wound and a sair.