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THE BATTLE OP SHERIFF-MUIR. 161
But Cleppan fought pretty, and Strowan the witty,
A poet that pleases us a', man; For mine is but rhyme in respect of what's fine,
Or what he is able to draw, man. And we ran fyc.
For Huntly and Sinclair, they both play'd the tinkler, 55
With consciences black as a craw, man; Some Angus and Fife men, they ran for their life, man, And ne'er a Lot's wife there at a', man. And we ran, fyc.
Then Laurie the traitor, who betray'd his master, His king, and his country, an' a', man, eo
Pretending Mar might give orders to fight, To the right of the army awa, man. And we ran, fyc.
Then Laurie, for fear of what he might hear, Took Drummond's best horse, and awa, man:
'Stead of going to Perth, he crossed the Firth, 65 Alongst Stirling bridge, and awa, man. And we ran, tyc.
51. Major William Clephane. Alexander Robertson of Struan, chief of the Robertsons.
55. Alexander, Marquis of Huntly, afterwards Duke of Gordon. The Master of Sinclair.
59-74. These four stanzas seem to refer to a circumstance VOL. VII. 11 |
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