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THE OUTLAW MURRAY. |
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"Auld Halliday, young Halliday,
Ye sail be twa to gang wi' me ; Andrew Murray, and Sir James Murray,
We'll be nae mae in cumpanie." 2ro
"When that they cam before the King, They fell before him on their kne—
" Grant mercie, mercie, nobil King! E'en for his sake that dyed on tree."
" Sicken like mercie sail ye have, as
On gallqws ye sail hangit be! " " Over God's forbode," quoth the Outlaw then,
" I hope your grace will bettir be; Else, ere you come to Edinburgh port,
I trow thin guarded sail ye be. ^
" Thir landis of Ettricke Foreste fair,
I wan them from the enemie; Like as I wan them, sae will I keep them,
Contrair a' kingis in Christentie."
All the nobilis the King about, m
Said pitie it were to see him dee—
" Yet grant me mercie, sovereign prince, Extend your favour unto me !
" I'll give thee the keys of my castell,
Wi' the blessing o' my gay ladye, vx
Gin thou'lt make me sheriffe of this Foreste, And a' my offspring after me." |
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