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XXXII.
THE WOWING OF THE KING QUHEN HE
WES IN DUMFERMELING.
THIS hindir nycht in Dumfermeling,
To me wes tawld ane windir1 thing ;
That lait ane tod wes with ane lame,
And with hir playit, and maid gude 2 game,
Syne till his breist did hir imbrace, 5
And wald haif riddin hir lyk ane rame :
And that me thocht ane ferly cace.
He braisit hir bony body sweit,
And halsit hir with [his]3 fordir feit;
Syne schuk his taill, with quhinge and jelp, 10
And todlit4 with hir lyk ane quhelp;
Syne lowrit on growfe and askit grace;
And ay the lame cryd, Lady, help !
And that me thocht ane ferly cace.
The tod wes nowder lene nor skowry, 15
He 5 wes ane lusty reid haird6 lowry,
Ane lang taild beist and grit with all;
The silly lame wes all to small
1 M. wondrous. 2 M. grit. 8 from M. MS.
4 M. todillit. 5 M. Bot. s M. rid-harit.

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