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KINMONT WILLIE. . 65
"Wi' coulters, and wi' forehammers,
"We garr'd the bars bang merrilie, Until we came to the inner prison, iss
Where Willie o' Kinmont he did lie.
And when we cam to the lower prison, Where "Willie o' Kinmont he did lie—
" 0 sleep ye, wake ye, Kinmont Willie,
Upon the morn that thou's to die ? " wo
"01 sleep saft, and I wake aft,
It's lang since sleeping was fley'd frae me ; Gie my service back to my wife and bairns,
And a' gude fellows that spier for me."
Then Red Rowan has hente him up, i«
The starkest man in Teviotdale— "Abide, abide now, Red Rowan,
Till of my Lord Scroope I take farewell.
" Farewell, farewell, my gude Lord Scroope !
My gude Lord Scroope, farewell!" he cried— iso "I'll pay you for my lodging maill,
When first we meet on the Border side."
Then shoulder high, with shout and cry, We bore him down the ladder lang;
At every stride Red Rowan made," i«
I wot the Kinmont's aims play'd clang.
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