“There’s the dae, the rae, the hart, the hind,
And of a’ wild beasts great plentie;
There’s a pretty Castle of lime and stane,
Oh! gin it stands not pleasantlie!
“There’s in the fore front o’ that Castle
Twa unicorns, sae bra’ to see;
There’s the picture of a Knight, and a Lady bright
Wi’ the green hollin abune their bree.
“There the Outlaw keeps five hundred men,
He keeps a royal companie;