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THE OUTLAW MURRAY
' But, Prince, what sail ccnie o' my men I
When I gae back, traitor they'll ca' me, I had rather lose my life and land, Ere my merry men rebuked me.'—
' Will your merry men amend their lives, An' a' their pardons I grant thee ?
Now, name thy lands where'er they lie, And here I render them to thee,'—
' Fair Philiphaugh is mine by right, And Lewinshope still mine shall be;
Newark, Foulshiells, and Tinnes baith, My bow and arrow purchased me.
' And I have native steads to me,
The Newark Lee and Hanginshaw; I have mony steads in Ettrick Forest, But them by name I dinna knaw.'
The keys of the castle he gave the King, Wi' the blessing o' his fair ladye;
He was made sheriff of Ettrick Forest, Surely while upward grows the tree;
And if he was na traitor to the King, Forfaulted he suld never be.
Wha ever heard, in ony times,
Siccan an outlaw in his degree Sic favour get before a King,
As did Outlaw Murray of the forest free ? 1225 O 385