P. 79. Fragment from Findlay Manuscripts, I, 209, derived from
Mrs. McKenzie, Advie, Morayshire.
| 1 |
'O are ye sleepin, haul B[r]achlie, or are ye at hame?
For the caterans are at ye, an a' your kye's taen.' |
| 2 |
. . .
'Ye'll fling your rocks, lasses, we'll fecht them our lane. |
| 3 |
'We'll fecht them an fleg them, an gar them rin hame,
We'll stand them in battle, as gin we were men. |
| 4 |
'There's four-an-twenty milk-white kine in Glentanner free,
In the parks o Glentanner sae fain's I wad be!' |
| 5 |
He's called on his lady to give him his gun:
'I'm gaun oot, Katie, but I'll never come home.' |
| 6 |
She's a' her gates wide open flung, an she's welcomed them in,
An she sleeps wi the villain that slew her baron. |
87. D, as it stands in "The Old Lady's Collection," No
25, 'The Barren of Breachell.'
| 1 |
'Barron of Breachell, are ye withen?
The sharp sourd is att yer gate, Breachell, will gar yer blod spine.' |
| 2 |
'The'r at yer gate, Brichell, the 'r nether men nor lads,
Bat silly heard widifaus, we belted plaids. |
| 3 |
'O if I had a man,' she says, 'as it louks I haa nean,
He widne sit in the house an see my kay tean. |
| 4 |
'Bat, lasses, tak doun yer rokes, an we will defend,'
. . . |
| 5 |
'O kiss me, d[ea]r Peggey, an gee me doun my gun,
I may well gaa out, bat I ill never come in.' |
| 6 |
Out spak his brother, says, Gee me your hand,
I [ill] fight in your caus as lang as I may stan. |
| 7 |
Fan the Ban-on of Brechell came to the closs,
A braver barren never read upon horse. |
| 8 |
. . .
'I think the silly heard widdefus are groun fighten men.' |
| 9 |
First they killed an, and sayn they killed tua,
An the Barren of Brichell is dead an awa. |
| 10 |
They killed Sandy Gordon, Sandy Gordon of the Enok,
The miller an his three sons, that lived att Glenmuke. |
| 11 |
First they killed ane, an sayn they killed tua,
An the Barron of Brichell is dead an awaa. |
| 12 |
Up came Crigevar an a' his fighten men:
'Had I come an houre sinner, he sudna ben slain.' |
| 13 |
For first they killed an, an sayn they killed tua,
An the Barron of Breachell is dead an awa. |
| 14 |
'O came ye by Brechell, lads? was ye in ther?
Saw ye Peggie Doun, raving her hear?' |
| 15 |
'We came by Breache[l], lads, we was in ther;
We saa Peggie Doun, curling her hear. |
| 16 |
'She ate we them, drank we them, bad them come in
To her haas an her bours that had slain her barron.' |
| 17 |
'Come in, gentelmen, ate an drink we me;
Tho ye have slain my barron, I ha na ill well att thee.' |
| 18 |
O was ye att Glenmuck, lads? was ye in ther?
Saa ye Catren Gordon, raving her hear?' |
| 19 |
'We was att Gleanmuck, lads, we was in ther,
We saa Catren Gordon, ravi[n]g her hear. |
| 20 |
'We the tear in her eay,
Seven bearns att her foot, the eaght on her knee. |
| 21 |
They killed Peater Gordon, Peater Gordon of the Knok.
The miller an his three sons, that lives att Glenmuck. |
| 22 |
First they killed an, an sayn they killed twa,
An the Barron of Breachell is dead an awaa. |
