‘I’le liuor you vnto the Lord Hume,
And you know a trew Scothe lord is hee,
For he hath lost both land and goods
In ayding of your good bodye,’
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‘Marry, I am woe, woman,’ he sayes,
‘That any freind fares worse for mee;
For where one saith it is a true tale,
Then two will say it is a lye.
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