The garrison their trenches clear’d.
Then for a day they let them slack,
Another batt’ry to erect,
Nearer the Fort one hundred yard
At which no labour there was spar’d.
At this time, a party sallied out
To make provision in, no doubt,
Who spar’d no bullock, sheep or cow,
Some prisoners they in brought too
From the laird of Apin’s estate,