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THE BARON OF BRACKLEY. 191
Wi' swords and wi' daggers they did him surround;
And they've pierced bonny Brackley wi' many a
wound. so
Frae the head o' the Dee to the banks o' the
Spey, The Gordons may mourn him, and bann Inverey.
" 0 came ye by Brackley yates, was ye in there ? Or saw ye his Peggy dear riving her hair ? "
"01 came by Brackley yates, I was in there, :b And I saw his Peggy a-making good cheer."
That lady she feasted them, carried them ben; She laugh'd wi' the men that her baron had slain.
" 0 fye on you, lady! how could you do sae ? You open'd'your yates to the fause Inverey." *>
She ate wi' him, drank wi' him, welcom'd him in ; She welcom'd the villain that slew her baron!
She kept him till morning, syne bade him be gane, And shaw'd him the road that he shou'dna be taen.
" Thro' Birss and Aboyne," she says, " lyin in a
tour, «
O'er the hills o' Glentanar you'll skip in an hour." |
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