‘O ye take my riches to Bee Ho’m,
And deal them presentlie,
To the young that canna, the auld that maunna,
And the blind that does not see.
XI
‘Fight on, fight on, my merry men all!
With you I’ll fight no more;
But I will gang to some holy place
And pray to the King of Glore[463].’
FOOTNOTES:
[461] kaim = comb.
[462] cham’er = chamber.
[463] Glore = Glory.