Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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For he's drawn up i' battle rank, An' that baith soon an' hastilie;
But they wha live till simmer come,              is
Some bludie days for this will see.
But up spak cruel Claver'se, then, Wi' hastie wit, an' wicked skill;
" Gae fire on yon Westlan' men;
I think it is my sov'reign's will."                20
But up bespake his Cornet, then, " It's be wi' nae consent o' me !
I ken I'll ne'er come back again, An' mony mae as weel as me.
" There is not ane of a' yon men,                  ■s
But wha is worthy other three;
There is na ane amang them a', That in his cause will stap to die.
" An' as for Burly, him I knaw;
He's a man of honour, birth, and fame; so Gie him a sword into his hand,
He'll fight thysell an' other ten.'
But up spake wicked Claver'se, then, I^at his heart it raise fu' hie!
And he has cried that a' might hear,             x
" Man, ye hae sair deceived me.

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