‘Strik, strik, ye proud boaster, your honour is gone,
Your lands we will plunder, your castell we’ll burn.’
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At the head o the Etnach the battel began,
At Little Auchoilzie thei killd the first man.
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First thei killd ane, and soon they killd twa,
Thei killd gallant Braikley, the flour o them a’.
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Thei killd William Gordon, and James o the Knox,