Between Cow-canny and Tranent
There Cope encamp’d, to council went,
Loudon and Gard’ner were of a mind,
That night to fight were well design’d:
Cope shamm’d it till another day,
In hope ’twould prove a cheaper way:
“Old men and boys, he said, would run,
“Sight of his army would them stun,
“A rabble undisciplin’d to fight,
“They neither have courage nor might.