6
When he lookt his ring upon,
He saw it growing pale and wan.
7
Then within a little [wee] again,
Hyn Horn left sea and came to the land.
8
As he was riding along the way,
There he met with a jovial beggar.
9
'What news, what news, old man?' he did say:
'This is the king's young dochter's wedding day.'
10
'If this be true you tell to me,
You must niffer clothes with me.
11
'You'll gie me your cloutit coat,
I'll gie you my fine velvet coat.
12
'You'll gie me your cloutit pock,
I'll gie you my purse; it'll be no joke.'
13
'Perhaps there['s] nothing in it, not one bawbee;'
'Yes, there's gold and silver both,' said he.
14
'You'll gie me your bags of bread,
And I'll gie you my milk-white steed.'
15
When they had niffered all, he said,
'You maun learn me how I'll beg.'