XIV.

WITH him the braif Lord OGILVY,

Of Angus Sherriff principall,

The Conftabill of gude Dunde,
The Vanguard led before them all,
Suppose in Number they war small,
Thay first richt bauldlie did purfew,

And maid thair Facs betor themfall,

Quha then that Race did fairly rew.

XV.

AND then the worthy Lord SALTON, The ftrong undoubted Laird of DRUM, The stalwart Laird of Lawriftone,

With ilk thair Forces all and fum. PANMUIR With all his Men did cum, The Provoft of braif Aberdene,

With Trumpets and with Tuick of Drum, Cante fchortly in thair Armour fchene.

XVI.

THESE with the Earle of MARR came on, In the Reir-ward richt orderlie,

Thair Enemies to fett upon;

In awfull Manner hardily,

Togither vowit to live and die,

Since they had marchit mony Mylis
For to fupprefs the Tyrannie

Of douted DONALD of the Yles.

XVII.

BUT he in Number Ten to Ane,
Richt fubtile alang did ryde,

With Malcomtofch and fell Maclean,
With all thair Power at thair Syde,
Prefumeand on thair Strenth and Pryde,
Without all Feir or ony Aw,

Richt bauldlie Battill did abyde,
Hard by the Town of fair HARLAW.
XVIII.

THE Armies met, the Trumpet founds
The dandring Drums alloud did touk,
Baith Armies byding on the Bounds,

Till ane of them the Feild fould bruik. Nae Help was thairfor, nane Wald jouk, Ferfs was the Fecht on ilka Syde,

And on the Ground lay mony a Bouk Of them that thair did Battill byd.

XIX.

WITH doutfum Victorie they dealt,
The bludy Battil laftit lang,

Each Man his Nibours Forfs thair felt ;
The Weakest aft-tymes gat the Wrang:

Thair was nae Mowis thair them amang,
Naithing was hard but heavy Knocks,

That Eccho mad a duléfull Sang, Thairto refounding frae the Rocks.

XX.

BUT Donalds Men at last gaif back;

For they war all out of Array.

The Earl of MARRIS Men throw them brak, Purfewing fhairply in thair Way,

Thair Enemys to tak or flay,

Be Dynt of Forfs to gar them yield,
Quha war richt blyth to win away,
And fae for Feirdness tint the Feild.

XXI.

THEN Donald fled, and that full fast,

To Mountains hich for all his Micht; For he and his war all agast,

And ran till they war out of Sicht;

And fae of Ross he lost his Richt,

Thocht mony Men with hem he brocht,
Towards the les fled Day and Nicht,
And all he wan was deirlie bocht.

XXII.

THIS is, (quod he) the richt Report
Of all that I did heir and knaw,
Thocht my Discourse be fumthing schort,
Tak this to be a richt futhe Saw;
Contrairie GOD and the Kings Law,
Thair was spilt mekle Christian Blude,
Into the Battil of Harlaw,

This is the Sum, fae I conclude.

XXIII.

BUT zit a bonny Quhyle abyde,
And I fall mak thee cleirly ken

Quhat Slauchter was on ilkay Syde,
Of Lowland and of Highland Men,
Quha for thair awin haif evir bene:
Thefe lazie Lowns micht weil be fpaird,
Cheffit lyke Deirs into their Dens,
And gat thair Waiges for Reward.

XXIV.

MALCOMTOSH of the Clan Heid Cheif,
Macklean with his grit hauchty Heid,
With all thair Succour and Relief,
War dulefully dung to the Deid:
And now we are freid of thair Feid,
They will not lang to cum again;

Thousands with them without Remeid, On Danald's Syd that Day war flain,

XXV.

AND on the uther Syde war loft,
Into the Feild that difmal Day,
Chief Men of Worth (of mekle Coft)
To be lamentit fair for ay.

The Lord Saltoun of Rothemay,
A Man of Micht and mekle Main;
Grit Dolour was for his Decay,

That fae unhappylie was flain.

XXVI.

was,

Of the best Men amang them

The gracious gude Lord OGILVE

The Sheriff principal of Angus:

Renownit for Truth and Equitie