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276 LANG JOHNNY MOIE. |
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" Ye'll open the yetts, ye proud keepers, 105
Ye'll open without delay; Or here is a body at my back
Frae Scotland hae brought the key."
" Ye'll open the yetts," says Jock 0' Noth, " Ye'll open them at my call;" no
Then wi' his foot he has drove in Three yards braid o' the wall.
As they gaed in by Drury-lane,
And down by the town's hall; And there they saw young Johnny Moir, m
Stand on their English wall.
" Ye're welcome here, my uncle dear,
Ye're welcome unto me ; Ye'll loose the knot, and slack the rope,
And set me frae the tree." 120
" Is it for murder, or for theft ?
Or is it for robberie ? If it is for ony heinous crime,
There's nae remeid for thee."
" If s nae for murder, nor for theft, 12s
Nor yet for robberie; A' is for the loving a gay lady,
They're gaun to gar me die."
" O whar's thy sword," says Jock o' Noth, " Ye brought frae Scotland wi' thee ? iw
I never saw a Scotsman yet, But coud wield a sword or tree." |
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