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MINSTRELSY.
Against his prince lie wrote nonsense,
And swore by German George, man.
And wow, &c.
The Gordons they are kittle flaws,
They fight wi' courage keen, man,
When they meet in Strathbogie's ha's
On Thursday's afterneen, man :
But when the Grants came down Spey side,
The Enzie shook for fear, man,
And a' the lairds ga'e up themsels,
Their horse and riding gear, man.
And wow as the marquis rade,
And wow as he ran,
And hey as the marquis rade,
A-coming from Dumblane ! *
SHERIFF-MUIR, MODERN SET.
W. O cam ye here the fight to shun,
Or herd the sheep wi' me, man ?
Or were ye at the Sherramuir,
Or did the battle see man ?
T. I saw the battle sair and teugh,
And reeking red ran mony a sheugh :
My heart for fear ga'e sough for sough,
* This stanza obviously refers to the final submission of the Gor-
dons to the government, which was made through the Grants and
the Earl of Sutherland.
The gentleman from whose collection this song was got by the
Ettrick Shepherd, said, " Why, Hogg, if you publish this bitter old
party squib, you will have to fight duels with every one of the Gor-
dons individually." " Oh, IHl tak my chance o- that," said the Shep-
herd; "for if ony o' them challenge me, I will just put them into the
police office, where they may cool their courage and come to their senses
at their ain leisure. 1 ' The air to which it is sung is the well-known
one of " There's nae luck about the house," but it is also frequently
set to the tune of " The lasses of Stervarton."
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