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 5 Some rade, some ran, and some did gang. They were o’ sma record. But Forbes and his merry men, They slew them a’ the road.

On Mononday at morning, The battle it began ; On Saturday at gleamin', Ye’d scarce ken 'd wha had wan.

And sie a weary buryin’. I’m sure ye never saw, As was the Sunday after that. On the muirs aneath Harlaw.

Gin onybody speer at ye, For them we took awa’. Ye may tell them plain, and plain eneuch, They’re sleeping at Harlaw !

WILLIE’S DROWNED IN GAMRIE.

Where Pennan’s craigy headlands rise. An’ Troup stan’s fair aside the sea, There bonny Annie sighs an’ sings. An’ aye the o’ercomes Gamerie.

An’ aye she croons her waefu’ sang, While fast the tears fa’ fae her e’e, Alake ! alake ! my heart maun brake, For Willie’s droon’d in Gamerie.