| Share page | Visit Us On FB |
|
JOHNIE ARMSTRONG
x
' I'll gie thee a' these milk-white steids, That prance and nicker at a speir;
And as mickle gude Inglish gilt,
As four o' their braid backs dow bear.'—
XI
' Away, away, thou traitor Strang !
Out o' my sight soon mayst thou be ! I grantit never a traitor's life,
And now I'll not begin wi' thee! '—
XII
' Grant me my life, my liege, my King !
And a bonny gift I'll gie to thee : Gude four-and-twenty ganging mills,
That gang thro' a' the yeir to me.
XIII
'These four-and-twenty mills complete Sail gang for thee thro' a' the yeir;
And as mickle of gude reid wheit, As a' thair happers dow to bear.'—
XIV
' Away, away, thou traitor Strang !
Out o' my sight soon mayst thou be ! I grantit never a traitor's life,
And now I'll not begin wi' thee.'—
XV
' Grant me my life, my liege, my King !
And a great great gift I'll gie to thee : Bauld four-and-twenty sisters' sons,
Sail for thee fetch, tho' a' should flee !'—
nicker] neigh. gilt] gold. dow] are able to. ganging] going. happers] mill-hoppers. 400 |
||