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170 THE EAKL OF MAE'S DAUGHTER.
" Instead of dancers to dance, mither, Or minstrells for to play, Turn four-and-twenty wall-wight men, m Like storks, in feathers gray ;
" My seven sons in seven swans, Aboon their heads to flee ; And I, mysell, a gay gos-hawk,
A bird o' high degree." iao
Then sichin' said the queen hersell,
" That thing's too high for me ;"
But she applied to an auld woman,
Who had mair skill than she.
Instead o' dancers to dance a dance, i*
Or minstrells for to play, Four-and-twenty wall-wight men
Turn'd birds o' feathers gray ;
Her seven sons in seven swans,
Aboon their heads to flee ; ">
And he, himsell, a gay gos-hawk,
A bird o' high degree.
This flock o' birds took flight and flew
Beyond the raging sea ; And landed near the Earl Mar's castle, iss
Took shelter in every tree.