"Were a' foaled in ae yeir to me.
"I'll gie thee a' these milk-white steids,
"That prance and nicker[[120]] at a speir;
"And as mickle gude Inglish gilt[[121]],
"As four of their braid backs dow[[122]] bear."
"Away, away, thou traitor strang!
"Out o' my sight soon may'st thou be!
"I grantit never a traitor's life,
"And now I'll not begin wi' thee!"
"Grant me my life, my liege, my king!