"Grant me my life, my liege, my king!
"And a brave gift I'll gie to thee—
"All between heir and Newcastle town
"Sall pay their yeirly rent to thee."
"Away, away, thou traitor strang!
"Out o' my sight soon may'st thou be!
"I grantit nevir a traitor's life,
"And now I'll not begin wi' thee."
"Ye lied[[124]], ye lied, now king," he says.