human
Now, by my fae, the king did say,
gpt
The like was never heard tell!
human
I trow some may has plaid the lown, 155 And fled her ain countrie.
gpt
Bring me my steid, the King can say,
human
My bow and arrows keen; And I'll gae hunt in yonder wood, And see what's to be seen.
gpt
Gin it please your grace, quo' Bauld Arthur,
human
My liege, I'll gang you wi', And see gin I can meet a bonny page, That's stray'd awa frae me.