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THE BATTLE OF SUEEIFF-MUIR. 263
They cry'd and run grim death to shun, so
Those heroes of the North, man; They're fitter far for book or pen, Than under Mars to lead on men ; Ere they came there they might well ken
That female hands could ne'er gain lands ; ss 'Tis Highland brands that countermands Argathlean bands
Frae Forth, man.
W. The Camerons scow'r'd as they were mad,
Lifting their neighbours cows, man, so
M'Kenzie and the Stewart fled, Without phil'beg or trews, man :
Had they behav'd like Donald's core, And kill'd all those came them before, Their king had gone to France no more: 93
Then each Whig saint wad soon repent, And strait recant his covenant, And rent
It at the news, man.
T. M'Gregors they far off did stand, mo
Badenach and Athol too, man; I hear they wanted the command, For I believe them true, man. Perth, Fife, and Angus, wi' their horse, Stood motionless, and some did worse, mj
For, tho' the red-coats went them cross, They did conspire for to admire Clans run and fire, left wings retire, While rights'intire
Pursue, man. no