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THE DEATH OF PARCY REED
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Now Parcy Reed has Crosier taen, He has delivered him to the law ;
But Crosier says he'll do waur than that, He'll make the tower o' Troughend fa'.
v And Crosier says he will do waur,
He will do waur if waur can be ; He'll make the bairns a' fatherless,
And then, the land it may lie lee.
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' To the hunting, ho !' cried Parcy Reed, ' The morning sun is on the dew;
The cauler breeze frae off the fells Will lead the dogs to the quarry true.
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' To the hunting, ho! ' cried Parcy Reed, And to the hunting he has gane;
And the three fause Ha's o' Girsonsfield Alang wi' him he has them taen.
VIII
They hunted high, they hunted low, By heathery hill and birken shaw;
They raised a buck on Rooken Edge, And blew the mort at fair Ealylawe
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They hunted high, they hunted low, They made the echoes ring amain ;
With music sweet o' horn and hound. They merry made fair Redesdale glen. |
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mort] death of the deer. |
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