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260 THE BATTLE OF SHEEIFF-MDTE. |
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A DIALOGUE
BETWEEN WILL LICK-LADLE AND TOM CLEAN-COGUE, TWA SHEPHERDS, WHA WERE FEEDING THEIR FLOCKS ON THE OCHIL-HILLS ON THE DAY THE BATTLE OF SHERIFF-MOOR WAS FOUGHT.
(See p. 166. From Kitson's Scottish Songs, ii. 67.)
W. Peay came you here the fight to shun,
Or keep the sheep with me, man ? Or was you at the Sheriff-moor, And did the battle see, man ?
Pray tell whilk of the parties won ? «
For well I wat I saw them run, Both south and north, when they begun, To pell and mell, and kill and fell, "With muskets snell, and pistols knell, And some to hell 10
Did flee, man.
T. But, my dear Will, I kenna still,
Whilk o'the twa did lose, man; For well I wat they had good skill To set upo' their foes, man: u
The red-coats they are train'd, you see, The clans always disdain to flee, "Wha then should gain the victory ? But the Highland race, all in a brace, "With a swift pace, to the Whigs disgrace, 20 Did put to chace
Their foes, man. |
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