On, Twedell syd, and on thame
Swyth[796]!
Of Peblis to the play.”
Than he to-ga and scho to-ga[797],
And never ane bad abyd you.
Ane winklot[798] fell, and her taill up,
“Wow,” quod Malkin[799], “hyd yow!
Quhat neidis you to maik it sua[800]?
Yon man will not ourryd[801] you.”
“Ar ye owr gude[802],” quod scho, “I say,