Quhen thai were ower the wald[782],
Thair west,
Of Peblis to the play!
Ane young man stert in-to that steid[783]
Als cant[784] as ony colt,
Ane birken hat upon his heid,
With ane bow and ane bolt;
Said “Mirrie madinis, think not lang[785],
The wedder is fair and smolt[786]:”
He cleikit up ane hie ruf sang[787];