‘I am the most unhappy man
That ever was in Christen land:
XXXV
‘I courted a maiden meik and mild,
And I’ve gat but a woman great wi’ child.’—
XXXVI
‘O stay, my son, into this ha’,
And sport ye wi’ your merry men a’.
XXXVII
‘And I’ll gang to your painted bour,
To see how it fares wi’ your paramour.’
XXXVIII
The carline[75] queen was stark and strang
She gar’d the door flee aff the ban[76].