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He has ta'en the watchman by the throat, He flung him down upon the lead—
' Had there not been peace between our lands, Upon the other side thou hadst gaed !—
xxxr ' Now sound out, trumpets ! ' quo' Buccleuch ;
' Let's waken Lord Scroope right merrilie! ' Then loud the Warden's trumpet blew—
O wha dare meddle wi me?
Then speedilie to wark we gaed,
And raised the slogan ane and a', And cut a hole through a sheet of lead,
And so we wan to the castle ha'.
They thought King James and a' his men Had won the house wi' bow and spear;
It was but twenty Scots and ten, That put a thousand in sic a stear !
Wi' coulters, and wi' forehammers,
We gar'd the bars bang merrilie, Until we came to the inner prison,
Where Willie o' Kinmont he did lie.
And when we cam to the lower prison, Where Willie o' Kinmont he did lie—
' O sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie, Upon the morn that thou 's to die ?'—
stear] stir, commotion. forehammers] sledge-hammers.