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 And Seaton keen to clear the ees

of rebels far in wrang man;

Did never stive wi' pistole ve,

but gallop'd with the thrang wan:

He turned bis back and in a crack,

was cleanly out of sight man;

And thought it best, it was nae jest,

wi’ Highlanders to fight man.

’Mong a' the gang nane bade the bang,

but twa and ane was tane man;

For Campbell rade, but Morie staid,

and sair he paid the kain man,

Fell skalps he got was waur than shot,

frae the sharp-edged claymore man,

Frae mony spout came running out

his reeking red hot gore man.

But Gard'ner brave did still behave,

like to a hero bright man,

His courage true like him were few,

that still despised flight man:

For king and laws and country’s cause,

in honour's bed he lay man,

His life but not his courage fled,

while he had breath to draw man.