When ye’ve a husband to your hand,
To hang him would be hard.”
“Sooth, goodwife, faith, but ye are right!
There’s wisdom in your say;
This birkie Scott shall have his choice,
To wed what one he may.
“We’ll give him respite to the morn,
Nor hang him ’gainst all law;
To marry our daughter Meikle-Mouthed Meg,