What tydins, what tydins, fair lady?’ he says,
‘What tydins hae ye in the south countrie?’
4
‘Low down in yon wee ostler-house
There is fyfteen Englishmen,
And they are seekin for Gude Wallace,
It’s him to take and him to hang.’
5
‘There’s nocht in my purse,’ quo Gude Wallace,
‘There’s nocht, not even a bare pennie;