XII

‘And ye maun wash it in yonder well,
Where the dew never wat[102] nor the rain never fell.

XIII

‘And ye maun dry it upon a thorn
That never budded sin Adam was born.’—

XIV

‘Now sin ye have asked some things o’ me,
It’s right I ask as mony o’ thee.

XV

‘My father he ask’d me an acre o’ land
Between the saut sea and the strand.

XVI

‘And ye maun are[103] it wi’ your blawin’ horn,
And ye maun sow it wi’ pepper corn.