THE POOR MAN’S MARE.
PAUPER.
Marie! I lent my gossop my mear, to fetch hame coills,
And he hir drounit into the querrell hollis:[549]
And I ran to the Consistorie, for to pleinze,
And thair I happinit amang are greidie meinze[550].
Thay gave me first ane thing thay call Citandum,
Within aucht[551] dayis I gat bot Lybellandum,
Within ane moneth I gat ad Opponendum,