And he had not so ryden, the space of a quarter of an hour, but he stode styll, under his baner, among hys men, and sayd, 'Sir, I have Dout what knyght ye be.
"Minstrelsy of the Scottish border (3rd ed) (1 of 3)"
Walter Scott
Bot thay about him lowpit in wympillis threw, And twis circulit his myddel round about, And twys faldit thare sprutillit skynnis but Dout, About his hals, baith neck and hed they schent.
"The English Language"
Robert Gordon Latham
Shines on our mysteries A sudden spark- "Dout the candle, glow-worm, Let all be dark.
"Country Sentiment"
Robert Graves