VII. ZE cative Clerks, that Colege ze frequentit Quhen ze were Wanflers of the Wanton Band, Now ze are laimt frae Labour, I lamment it, Zour Pistols tuimt, and Backsprent like a Wand, Snap Wark, adieu frae *** And warfe than that, ze want zour pryming Powder; Then Confciens cums with crukit Staff in Hand, Greitand for bygane bowing Back and Shoulder, VIII. REMEMBER firft zour former Quality, And wrak nae Virgins with zour wilfull Weir; But gif ze do, then our Regality Has Power plainly then to replege them heir, Micht they win to the Girth, I tak nae Feir, Doun by the Canno-Croce I pray zou send them, Where Bannatyn has promist to compeir, With lawfull Reafon ready to defend them. • Mr. Patrick. IX. ANE Cause there is, thay cannot be convick, X. ZOUR partial Juge we may declyne him to, Or Sanders Guthrie fee quhat he can do: He kens the Law, and keips zour ain Court-Buke; For Men of Law, I wait not quhere to luke: James Banantyne was anes a Man of Skill; And gif he comes not there, I wish we tuke, To keip our Dyet, Mes David Makgill. * Little Villains muft fubmit to Fate, XI. QUHAT Kimmer cafts the forment Stane, lets le, At thae poor Queans, ze wrangfully fufpeck For sklenting Bouts; now better war let be, They baith tuke Pay, and put themselves in Schame; XII. In zour Tolbuith fic Prifoners to plant, Will be receivd richt weil, ye my confider, Gude Captane Adam will not let them want Bedding, howbeid they fould lig all togidder. As for his Wife, I wald ye fould forbid her, Hir Eyndling Toits, I true ther be nae Danger, Because his Back is larbour groun and lidder, Bot Understanding now to treit a Stranger, XIII. THE greatest Greif I find, ze haif defamed Thir Luvers leil, and done their Friends but Lack, Because thair Bands were just to be proclaimd, Fartys had met, and made a fair Contrack : But now alas the Men are loppen back; For oppen Sklander callt a fpeikand Deil, In grit Affairs ze had not bein fae fn.ck. About the ruleing of the Common-weil. XIV. To punifa Part is Partiality, To punish all is hard to do indeid; But fend them heir to our Regality, And we fall fee gif we can ferve their Neid; This rural Ryme whaever likes to reid, To Dick and Dury 'its directed plain, Quhere I offend them in my Landwart Leid, I fall be ready to reform again. Quod SEMPLE. The Battle of Harlaw, Foughten upon Friday, July 24 1411, against Donald of the Illes. I. RAE Dunidier as I cam throuch, FR Doun by the Hill of Banochie, Allangft the Lands of Garioch; The Noys and dulefunt Hermonie, Alas! alas! for the Harlaw. II. I marvlit quhat the Matter meint, I wift nocht quha was Fae or Freind; |