But like poore badgers wee wilbe.’
9
They stuffet vp all their baggs with straw,
And their steeds barefoot must bee;
‘Come on, my bretheren,’ sayes Hobby Noble,
‘Come on your wayes, and goe with mee.’
10
And when they came to Culerton ford,
The water was vp, they cold it not goe;
And then they were ware of a good old man,