Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 7 of 8 from 1860 edition - online book

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Yet wad nae stand to bear a hand,                    as
But aff fou fast did scour, man; O'er Soutra hill, e'er he stood still,
Before he tasted meat, man: Troth he may brag of his swift nag,
That bare him aff sae fleet, man.                  »
And Simpson keen, to clear the een
Of rebels far in wrang, man, Did never strive wi' pistols five,
But gallop'd with the thrang, man: He turn'd his back, and in a crack                    «
Was cleanly out of sight man; And thought it best; it was nae jest
W Highlanders to fight, man.
'Mangst a' the gang nane bade the bang
But twa, and ane was tane, man;                   so
For Campbell rade, but Myrie staid,
And sair he paid the kain, man ; Fell skelps he got, was war than shot,
Frae the sharp-edg'd claymore, man ; Frae many a spout came running out               m
His reeking-het red gore, man.
41. Another volunteer Presbyterian minister, who said he wonld convince the rebels of their error by the dint of his pistols; having, for that purpose, two in his pockets, two in his holsters, and one in his belt.
51. Mr. Myrie was a student of physic, from Jamaica; he entered as a volunteer in Cope's army, and was miserably mangled by the broad-swords.

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