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Twa that were headſnen of the herd; on ither ran like rams, They follow'd, ſeeming right unfear'd                       beat on with barrow trams: But where their gabs they were ungear'd                       they gat upon the gams; While bloody bark'ned were their beards as they had worried lambs Maiſt like that day,

The wires keiſt up a hideous yell, when all theſe younkers yoked; As fierce as flags of fire-ſlaught fell, frieks to the field they flocked; The caries wi' clubs did others quell on breaſts, while blood out bocked; Şae rudely rang the common bell, that a' the ſteeple rocked For dread that day,

By this Tam Taylor was in's gear when e'er he heard the bell, He ſaid he thould make a' afteer, when he came there himſel: He gaed to fight in ſic a fear, when to the ground he fell; A wife that had him on the ear, wi' a great knocking mell, Fell'd him that day.