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' Now hast thou beene with Mary,' he sayd, ' Even as thy tounge will tell to mee;
But if thou trust any woman's words, Thou must refraine good companye.'
' It is noe words, my lord,' he sayes ;
' Yonder the men she lets me see, How many English lords there is
Is wayting there for you and mee.
' Yonder I see the Lord Hunsden, And he and you is of third degree;
A greater enemye, indeed, my Lord, In England never a one have yee.'—
i And I have beene in Lough Leven The most part of these yeeies three :
Yet had I never noe out-rake, Nor good games that I co'ld see.
' And I am thus bidden to yonder shooting By William Douglas all trulye;
Therfore speake never a word of thy mouth That thou thinkes will hinder me.'
Then he writhe the gold ring of his fingar
And gave it to that gay ladye; Sayes, ' That was a legacye left unto mee
In Harley woods where I co'ld bee.'—
of third degree] third cousins. out-rake] holiday.