“ Up started a eollier, says, what brought you here?
Indeed, Mr. Devil, I don't very well know,
But I think I am eome to the regions below.
Says the eollier, what was you in the world above?
I was an Exeiseman, and few did me love;
Indeed, Mr. Devil, the truth I will tell,
Since I have got here, I will be what you will.
Since you're an Exeiseman, here you must remain,
You will never get out of this dark eell again;
The gates they are fast, and bind you seeure,
All this you must suffer for robbing the poor. ”

“ But if thou still refuse to fight,
⁠I'll like a dog chastise thee.
Forbear, fond fool, tempt not thy fate,
⁠Presume not now to strike me,
There's not a man in all Scotland
⁠Can wield the broad-sword like me. ”

“ No more I'll love the treacherous man
⁠That pierced my hero's bosom.
A kind and tender heart was thine,
⁠Thy friendship was abused;
A braver man ne'er faeed a foe,
⁠Hadst thou been fairly used.
For thee a maid I'll live and die,
⁠Glengyle shall ne'er espouse me ”