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86 JOCK O' THE SIDE.
" 0 Jock, sae winsomely's ye ride,
Wi' baith your feet upo' ae side ! Sae weel's ye're harness'd, and sae trig,
In troth ye sit like ony bride !" 100
The night, tho' wat, they didna mind,
But hied them on fu' mirrilie, Until they cam to Cholerford brae,
Where the water ran like mountains hie.
But when they came to Cholerford, 105
There they met with an auld man ;
Says—" Honest man, will the water ride ? Tell us in haste, if that ye can."
" I wat weel no," quo' the good auld man ;
" Here I hae liv'd this threty yeirs and three, no And I ne'er yet saw the Tyne sae big,
Nor rinning ance sae like a sea."
Then up and spake the Laird's saft "Wat, The greatest coward in the company—
" Now halt, now halt, we needna try't; us
The day is com'd we a' maun die!"
"Poor faint-hearted thief!" quo' the Laird's ain Jock,
" There'll nae man die but he that's fie; I'll lead ye a' right safely through;
Lift ye the pris'ner on ahint me." 120