‘Three men I’ll send to set him free,
Well harness’d a’ wi’ the best o’ steel;
The English louns may hear, and drie
The weight o’ their braid-swords to feel.
VII
‘The Laird’s Jock ane, the Laird’s Wat twa,
O Hobbie Noble, thou ane maun be!
Thy coat is blue, thou hast been true,
Since England banish’d thee, to me.’
VIII
Now Hobbie was an English man,
In Bewcastle dale was bred and born;
But his misdeeds they were sae great,
They banish’d him ne’er to return.
IX
Lord Mangerton them orders gave,
‘Your horses the wrang way maun be shod,
Like gentlemen ye mauna seem,
But look like corn-caugers[1185] ga’en the road.
X
‘Your armour gude ye mauna shaw,
Nor yet appear like men o’ war;
As country lads be a’ array’d,
Wi’ branks[1186] and brecham[1187] on each mare.’