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JOCK O' THE SIDE. |
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For Mangerton-House Auld Downie is gane, J Her coats she has kilted up to her knee;
And down the water wi' speed she rins, "While tears in spaits fa' fast frae her eie.
Then up and bespake the Lord Mangerton, "What news, what news, sister Downie, to me ?" . 10
" Bad news, bad news, my Lord Mangerton; Mitchel is kill'd, and tane they hae my son Johnie."
" Ne'er fear, sister Downie," quo' Mangerton;
" I hae yokes of oxen, four and twentie ; My barns, my byres, and my faulds, a' weel fill'd, ' is
And I'll part wi' them a', ere Johnie shall die.
" Three men I'll take to set him free,
"Weel harness'd a' wi' best o' steel; The English rogues may hear, and drie
The weight o' their braid-swords to feel. a>
" The Laird's Jock ane, the Laird's "Wat twa, O Hobie Noble, thou ane maun be;
Thy coat is blue, thou has been true, Since England banish'd thee, to me."
Now Hobie was an English man, »
In Bewcastle-dale was bred and born; |
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