ony a bouk did fa', man:
the great argyle led on his files,
i wat they gwenty miles;
they hough'd the s like nine-pin kyles,
they hack'd and hash'd, while braid-swords, csh'd,
and thro' they dash'd, and hew'd and smash'd,
till fey men died awa, man.
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but had ye seen the philibegs,
and skyrin tartan trews, man;
when ieeth they dar'd our whigs,
and ant true-blues, man:
in liended ng and rge,
when baigis o'erpower'd the targe,
and thousands hasten'd to the charge;
wi'
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