131. to Vyet's.
141. line that Childe Vyet read.
143. line that he.
145, 6, 151, 2, as 15.
What ails my one brother, he says,
He'll not let my love be?
But I'll send to my brother's bridal,
The woman shall be free.
153. Take four and twenty bucks and ewes.
164. was wi wean.
171. about the.
182. with gold.