Francis James Child

“ The shame gae in thy company!
'Is thou gane now, Dickie, than?
The shame go in thy companie!
For if I should live this hundred year,
I shal never fight with a fool after thee.'
Then Dickie comed home to lord and master,
Even as fast as he may driee:
'Now Dickie, I shal neither eat meat nor drink
Till high hanged that thou shall be!'
'The shame speed the liars, my lord!' quo Dickie,
'That was no the promise ye made to me;
For I'd never gane to Liddesdale to steal
Till that I sought my leave at thee.'
'But what gart thow steal the Laird's-Jock's horse? ”

“ Quo Johnie Armstrong, We'll him hang;
'Nay,' thain quo Willie, 'we'll him slae;'
But up bespake another young man, We'le nit him in a four-nooked sheet,
Give him his burden of batts, and lett him gae.
Then up bespake the good Laird's Jock,
The best falla in the companie:
Fitt thy way down a little while, Dick,
And a peice of thine own cow's hough I'l give to thee.
But Dicki's heart it grew so great
That never a bitt of it he dought to eat;
But Dickie was warr of ane auld peat-house,
Where there al the night he thought for to sleep. ”

“ As ony twa o thine might be.'
'The shame speed the liars, my lord!' quo Dicke,
'Trow ye ay to make a fool of me?
I'le either have thirty pound for the good horse,
Or els he's gae to Mattan fair wi me:'
Then he has given him thirty pound for the good horse,
All in gold and good monie;
He has given him one of his best milk-kye,
To maintain his wife and children three.
Then Dickie's come down through Carlile town,
Even as fast as he may drie:
The first of men that he with mett
Was my lord's brother, Bailife Glazenberrie. ”