I may well gaa out, bat I ill never come in.’
6
Out spak his brother, says, Gee me your hand,
I [ill] fight in your caus as lang as I may stan.
7
Fan the Barron of Brechell came to the closs,
A braver barron never read upon horse.
8
. . . . . . . . . .
‘I think the silly heard widdefus are groun fighten men.’