And I think I never saw Tyne running so like a sea.’
23
Up speaks the Laird’s Watt and says—
The greatest coward of the companie—
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‘Now, dear billies, the day is come that we must a’die.’
24
Up speaks the Laird’s Jack and says, Poor cowardly thief,
They will never one die but him that’s fee;
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