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THE SCOTTISH BOllDEll. 91
Then he set up the flag o' red,
A' set about wi' bonny blue ;
^^ Since yell no cease, and be at peace,
" See that ye stand by ither true."
They stelPd* their cannons on the height,
And showr'^d their shot down in the howe ;-f-
An** beat our Scots lads even down.
Thick they lay slain on every knowe.J
As e'er you saw the rain down fa'.
Or yet the arrow frae the bow,—
Sae our Scottish lads fell even down,
An' they lay slain on every knowe.
" O hold your hand," then Monmouth cry'd,
" Gie quarters to yon men for me V
But wicked Claver'se swore an oath,
His Cornet's death reveng'd sud be.
^' O hold your hand," then Monmouth ci-y'd,
" If ony thing you'll do for me ;
■•' Hold up your hand, you cui'sed Graeme,
" Else a rebel to our King yc'll be."
'" ,y/e«'(f— Planted. f Howe-^Hollov. + A'«o»c— Knoll