His safe warrant I sall gie;
And gif he refuses to do that,
We'll conquess baith his landis and he.
"Thou may'st vow I'll cast his castell down,
And mak a widowe o' his gay ladye;
I'll hang his merryemen, payr by payr,
In ony frith where I may them see."
James Boyd tuik his leave o' the nobil king,
To Ettricke Foreste feir cam he;