But had you seen how the birds lay peeping,
'Twould have made a mans heart to a' fallen a weeping.
With his &c.
But now it was too late to feare,
With his &c.
For now it was come to fight dog, fight beare,
With his &c.
And as a yawning he did fall,
He thrust his sword in, hilts and all.
With his &c.