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THE BATTLE OF HABLAW. 189
Sir James Scrimgeor of Duddap, knicht,
Grit constabill of fair Dunde, 210
Unto the dulefull deith was dicht:
The kingis cheif banner man was he,
A valziant man of chevalrie, Quhais predecessors wan that place
At Spey, with gude King William frie, 215 Gainst Murray and Macduncans race.
Gude Sir Allexander Irving,' The much renownit laird of Drum,
Nane in his days was bettir sene,
Quhen they war semblit all and sum. 220
To praise him we sould not be dumm,
For valour, witt, and worthyness; To end his days he ther did cum,
Quhois ransom is remeidyless.
And thair the knicht of Lawriston 22J
Was slain into his armour schene, And gude Sir Robert Davidson,
Quha provest was of Aberdene:
The knicht of Panmure, as was sene, A mortal! man in armour bricht, 230
Sir Thomas Murray, stout and kene, Left to the warld thair last gude nicht.
Thair was not sen King Keneths days
Sic strange intestine crewel stryf In Scotland sene, as ilk man says, 235
Quhair mony liklie lost thair lyfe;
Quhilk maid divorce twene man and wyfe, And mony childrene fatherless,