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ATJXD MAITLAND. |
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And I mysell, an auld gray man,
Array'd your host sail see." ai
King Edward rade, King Edward ran—
I wish him dool and pyne ! Till he had fifteen hundred men
Assembled on the. Tyne.
And thrice as many at Berwicke a
Were all for battle bound, [Who, marching forth with false Dunbar,
A ready welcome found.]
They lighted on the banks of Tweed,
And blew their coals sae het, so
And fired the Merse and Teviotdale,
All in an evening late.
As they fared up o'er Lammermore,
They burn'd baith up and down, Until they came to a darksome house, sj
Some call it Leader-Town.
" Wha hauds this house ? " young Edward cry'd, " Or wha gies't ower to me ? "
25. North-Berwick, according to some reciters.—S.
27, 28. These two lines have been inserted by Mr. Hogg, to complete the verse. Dunbar, the fortress of Patrick, Earl of March, was too often opened to the English, by the treachery of that baron, during the reign of Edward I.—S. |
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