A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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** The shame speed the liars, my lord '* quo' Dickie ;
'* Trow ye aye to make a fu!e o' me ?
I'll either hae t^venty panels for the gucle horse.
Or he's gae to Mortaa &ir wi' m^."
He's gien him twetity piinds for tlie gude horse,
A* in goud and glide mor.ie
He's gien him arte o' his best milk ky.
To maintain his wife and children thrie.
Then Dickie's come down thro* Carlisle toun.
E'en as fast as he could drie
The first o' men that he met wi'.
Was ray lord's brother^ bailiff Glozenburrie*
" Weil be ye met, my gude Ralph Scroope !"
; ;
*' Welcome, my brother's fale !" quo' he
^' Where didst thou get fair Johnie Armstrang's horse ?'^
" Where did I get him ? but steal him," quo' he,
*' But wilt thou sell me the bonny horse ?
And, billie, wilt thou sell him to me?" quo' he:
'* Aye ; if thou'lt tell me the monie on my cloak-lap
For there's never ae farden I'll trust thee."
*' I'll gle thee ten punds for the gude horse,
Weil tald on thy cloak-lap they shall be;
And 111 gie thee ane o' my best milk ky.
To maintain thy wife and children thrie,"
" The shame speid the liars, my lord !" quo' Dickie ;
" Trow ye ay to make a fule o' me ?
I'll either hae twenty punds for the gude horse.
Or he's gae to Mortan fair wi' me."
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