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YE FATTALE CHEYSE

Ytte wes a mirke an dreiry cave,
 Weet scroggis^[1] owr ytte creepe.
Gurgles withyn ye flowan wave
 Throw channel braid an deep

Never withyn that dreir recesse
 Wes sene ye lyghte of daye,
Quhat bode azont^[2] yts mirkinesse^[3]
 Nane kend an nane mote saye.

Ye monarche rade owr brake an brae
 An drave ye yellynge packe,
Hiz meany^[4] au' richte cadgily^[5]
 Are wendynge^[6] yn hiz tracke.

Wi' eager iye, wi' yalpe an crye
 Ye hondes yode^[7] down ye rocks,
Ahead of au' their companye
 Renneth ye panky^[8] foxe.

Ye foxe hes soughte that cave of awe
 Forewearied^[9] wi' hiz rin.
Quha nou ys he sae bauld an braw^[10]
 To dare to enter yn?

Wi' eager bounde hes ilka honde
 Gane till that caverne dreir,
Fou^[11] many a yowl^[12] ys^[13] hearde arounde,
 Fou^[11] many a screech of feir.

1. bushes.
2. beyond.
3. darkness.
4. company.
5. merrily.
6. going journeying.
7. went.
8. cunning.
9. much wearied.
10. brave.
11. full.
12. howl.
13. is.