Minstrelsy of the Scottish Border, Volume 2 - Consisting of Historical and Romantic Ballads, Collected in The - Southern Counties of Scotland; with a Few of Modern Date, Founded - Upon Local Tradition by Sir Walter Scott
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When the duke o' Monmouth saw them comin',
He went to view their company. "Ye're welcome, lads," then Monmouth said, "Ye're welcome, brave Scots lads, to me; "And sae are ye, brave Earlstoun, "The foremost o' your company! "But yield your weapons ane an' a'; "O yield your weapons, lads, to me; "For, gin ye'll yield your weapons up, "Ye'se a' gae hame to your country." Out up then spak a Lennox lad, And waly but he spak bonnily! "I winna yield my weapons up, "To you nor nae man that I see." Then he set up the flag o' red, A' set about wi' bonny blue; "Since ye'll no cease, and be at peace, "See that ye stand by ither true." They stell'd[B] their cannons on the height, And showr'd their shot down in the how;[C] An' beat our Scots lads even down, Thick they lay slain on every know.[D] As e'er you saw the rain down fa', Or yet the arrow frae the bow,-- |
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