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Yet wad nae ftand to bear a hand,
But aff fou faft did fcour, man ;
O'er Soutra hill, e'er he flood (till,
Before he tailed meat, man :
Troth he may brag of his fwift nag,
That bare him aff fae fleet, man.
And Simpfon * keen, to clear the een
Of rebels far in wrang, man,
Did never flrive wi' piftols five,
But gallop'd with the thrang, man :
He turn'd his back, and in a crack
Was cleanly out of fight man ;
And thought it befl ; it was nae jefl
Wi' Highlanders to fight, man.
'Mangfl a' the gang nane bade the bang
But twa, and ane was tane, man ;
For Campbell rade, but Myrie f flaid,
And fair he paid the kain, man ;
Fell fkelps he got, was war than fhot
Frae the fharp-edg'd claymore, man ;
Frae many a fpout came running out
His reeking-het red gore, man.
* Another volunteer Prefbyterian minifter, who faid he
would convince the rebels of their error by the dint of his
piftols; having, for that purpofe, two in his pockets, two
in his holfters, and one in his belt.
f Mr. Myrie was a ftudent of phytic, from Jamaica ; he
entered as a volunteer in Copes army, and was aiferably
m?ngled by the broad-fwordi