Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

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THE BATTLE OF HAKLAW.               187
That eccho mad a dulefull sang, Thairto resounding frae the rocks.
But Donalds men at last gaif back,
For they war all out of array: The Earl of Harris men throw them brak,, is
Pursewing shairply in thair way, Thair enemys to tak or slay, Be dynt of forss to gar them yield;
Quha war richt blyth to win away, And sae for feirdness tint the feild-                       16°
Then Donald fled, and that full fast,
To mountains hich for all his micht; For he and his war all agast,
And ran till they war out of sicht;
And sae of Boss he lost his richt,                     ies
Thocht mony men with hem he brocht; .
Towards the Yles fled day and nicht, And all he wan was deirlie bocht.
This is (quod he) the richt report
Of all that I did heir and knaw ;                      170
Thocht my discourse be sumthing schort,
Tak this to be a richt suthe saw:
Contrairie God and the kings law, Thair was spilt mekle Christian blude,
Into the battil of Harlaw:                                   ire
This is the sum, sae I conclude.
But zit a bonny quhyle abyde,
And I sail mak thee cleirly ken Quhat slauchter was on ilkay syde,







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