And byre and fold are toom,
The corbies and ye shall be acquaint,
For what this night ye’ve done.”
“Brag on! brag on! ye old greybeard!
While Scott o’ Harden stands,
No power on earth shall make him yield
To any o’ Murray’s bands.
“So do your best, and do your worst,
Here’s a hand and sword to fight;
I trow a Scott ne’er turned his back