"Your honor," said he, "must pardon the Uncourtliness of our ways; but we give you the best we have: and the worthy Lord Loch-awe cannot do more."
"The Scottish Chiefs"
Jane Porter
The verses stand up to the axles in a miry cross-road, whence the coursers of the sun shall never draw them; hence I am constrained to this Uncourtliness, that I must appear before one of the kings of that country of rhyme without my singing robes.
"The Works of Robert Louis Stevenson - Swanston Edition Vol. 24 (of 25)"
Robert Louis Stevenson Other: Andrew Lang