Then out it speaks him John o’ Scales,
A saucy word spak’ he:
‘Put round the cup, give the beggar a sup,
Let him fare on his way.’
XX
Then out it speaks Sir Ned Magnew,
Ane o’ young Willy’s kin:
‘This youth was ance a sprightly boy
As ever lived in Linne.’
XXI
He turn’d him right and round about,
As will a woman’s son,
Then minded him on a little wee key
That his mother left to him.
XXII
His mother left him this little wee key
A little before she deed;
And bade him keep this little wee key
Till he was in maist need.
XXIII
Then forth he went, these nobles left
All drinking in the room;
Wi’ walking rod intill his hand
He walk’d the castle roun’: