As is in a’ Cumberland, billíe,’ quoth he:
‘Betide my life, betide my death,
These three kyne shal go to Liddisdaile with me.’
7
Then they’re comd on to the poor fool’s house,
And they have broken his wals so wide;
They have loosd out Dick o the Cow’s kyne three,
And tane three coerlets off his wife’s bed.
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Then on the morn, when the day grew light,