Classic Poem

Syne bairfute and bair leggit to bapteis that barne
To ane well went th e y west by ane wood syde
They saw the schit all beschyttin and soipit in charne.
On ane three headit Hecate in haist thair they cryit:
" As we have fund in this feild this fundlin forfarne,
First, his faith he forsaikis in the feynd to confyde,
Be vertew of thir wordis and of this raw yarne,
And thryse thre and threttie knottis on ane blew threed;
And of deid menis memberis weill schewit in ane schoe,
Whilk we have band from top and tae
Evin of ane hundreth men and mae
Now grant us, devillis, ere we gae
Our dewtie to doe.