This was Dickie, the fool, and hee—
Dickie could not win to him with the blade of the sword,
But he feld [him] with the plummet under the eye.
41
Now Dickie has [feld] Fair Johnë Armstrong,
The prettiest man in the south countrey;
‘Gramercie,’ then can Dickie say,
‘I had twa horse, thou has made me three.’
42
He has tane the laird’s jack off his back,