“My sovereign Prince, some counsel take,
First at your nobles, syne at me.
“I rede ye, send yon braw Outlaw till,
And see gif your man come will he:
Desire him come and be your man,
And hold of you yon forest free.
“Gif he refuses to do that,
We’ll conquer baith his lands and he!
Or else we’ll throw his Castle down,
And mak’ a widow o’ his gay Ladye.”