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SHIRRA-MUIR.

O ye here the fight to shun,
 * Or herd the sheep wi me, man?

Or were ye at the Sherra-muir,
 * And did the battle see, man?

I saw the battle, sair and tough, And reekin-red ran monie a sheugh; My heart, for fear, gae sough for sough, To hear the thuds, and see the cluds. Of clans frae woods, in tartan duds,
 * Wha glaum'd at kingdoms three, man.

The red-coat lads, wi black cockades,
 * To meet them were na slaw, man;

They rush'd and push'd, and blude outgush'd,
 * And monie a bouk did fa, man:

The great Argyle led on his files, I wat they glanced twenty miles: They hack'd and hash'd, while broad-swords clash'd, And thro' they dash'd, and hew'd, and smash'd,
 * Till fey men died awa, man.

But had you seen the philibegs,
 * And skyrin tartan trews, man,

When in the teeth they dar'd our whigs,
 * And covenant true blues, man,