XXII
‘Thro’ Bires and Aboyne,’ she says, ‘lyin’ in a tour
O’er the hills o’ Glentanor ye’ll skip in an hour.’
XXIII
There is dule in the kitchen, and mirth in the ha’,
For the Baron of Brackley is dead and awa’.
XXIV
But and up spak’ the babe on his nourice’s knee—
‘Gin I live to be man, it’s revenged I will be.’
FOOTNOTES:
[1275] dawin’ = dawn.
[1276] curn = pack.
[1277] widdifu’s = gallows-birds, fit to fill a ‘widdie’ or halter.