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HOBBIE NOBLE |
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They gave him awheaten loaf to eat
And after that a can of beer ; Then they cried a', >yi' ae consent,
' Eat, brave Noble, and make good cheer!
XXXI
' Confess my lord's horse, Hobbie,' they say, 'And the morn in Carlisle thou'se no dee.'—
' How shall I confess them ?' Hobbie says, ' For I never saw them with mine e'e.'
XXXII
Then Hobbie has sworn a fu' great aith, By the day that he was gotten or born,
He never had onything o' my lord's That either ate him grass or corn.
XXXIII
' Now fare thee weel, sweet Mangerton !
For I think again I'll ne'er thee see; I wad betray nae lad alive,
For a' the gowd in Christcntie.
XXXIV
' And fare thee well now, Liddesdale,
Baith the hie land and the law ! Keep ye weel frae traitor Mains !
For gowd and gear he'll sell ye a'.
XXXV
' I'd rather be ca'd Hobbie Noble,
In Carlisle, where he suffers for his faut,
Before I were ca'd the traitor Mains,
That eats and drinks o' the meal and maut.'
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