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XII
' Tho' dark the night as pick and tar, I'll guide ye owre yon hills sae hie,
And bring ye a' in safety back,
If you will be true and follow me.'
XIII
He has guided them owre moss and muir, O'er hill and houp, and mony a down,
Til they came to the Foulbogshiel,
And there brave Noble he lighted down.
XIV
Then word is gane to the Land-sergeant,
In Askerton where that he lay: ' The deer that ye hae hunted sae lang
Is seen into the Waste this day.'—
xv ' Then Hobbie Noble is that deer ;
I wat he carries the style fu' hie! Aft has he beat your slough-hounds back,
And set yourselves at little eie.
XVI
' Gar warn the bows of Hartlie-burn, See they sharp their arrows on the wa!
Warn Willeva and Spear Edom, And see the morn they meet me a'.
XVII
' Gar meet me on the Rodric-haugh,
And see it be by break o' day; And we will on to Conscouthart Green,
For there, I think, we'll get our prey.'
pick] pitch. houp] ' hope,' a hollow between two hills,
slough-hounds] sleuth-hounds. eie] awe
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