We’ll conquess baith his lands and he.
14
‘Thou mayst vow I’ll cast his castell doun,
And mak a widow of his gay ladie;
I’ll hang his merrie men pair by pair
In ony frith where I may them see.’
15
James Boyd took his leave of the nobill king,
To Etrick forrest fair came he;
Down Birkendale brae when that he cam,