See they shaft their arrows on the wa!
Warn Willeva and Spear Edom,
And see the morn they meet me a’.
17
‘Gar meet me on the Rodrie-haugh,
And see it be by break o day;
And we will on to Conscowthart Green,
For there, I think, w’ll get our prey.’
18
Then Hobie Noble has dreamd a dream,