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WILLIE WALLACE. |
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For it will soon be three lang days Sin I a bit o' meat did taste."
The table was not well covered,
Nor yet was he set down to dine, so
Till fifteen more of the English lords
Surrounded the house where he was in.
The guidwife she ran but the floor,
And aye the guidman he ran ben ; From eight o'clock till four at noon sj
He had kill'd full thirty men.
He put the house in sic a swither
That five o' them he sticket dead, Five o' them he drown'd in the river,
And five hung in the West^muir wood. 90
Now he is on to the North-Inch gone, "Where the maid was washing tenderlie ;
" Now by my sooth," said Willie Wallace, " It's been a sair day's wark to me."
He's put his hand in his pocket, ^
And he has pull'd out twenty pounds;
Says, " Take ye that, ye weel-fared maid For the gude luck of your half-crown."
91. A beautiful plain, or common, lying along the Tay near Perth.—Chambers. |
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