There was heaps of men now Hobbie before,
And other heaps was him behin’,
That had he been wight as Wallace was
Away brave Noble he could not win.
XXIV
Then Hobbie he had but a laddie’s sword,
But he did more than a laddie’s deed;
Till in the midst of Conscouthart Green,
He brake it o’er Jers-a-Wigham’s head.
XXV
Now they have ta’en brave Hobbie Noble,
Wi’ his ain bowstring they band him sae;
And I wat his heart was neer sae sair
As when his ain five band him on the brae.
XXVI
They have ta’en him on for West Carlisle;
They ask’d him if he kenn’d the way;
Whate’er he thought, yet little he said;
He knew that gate as well as they.
XXVII
They hae ta’en him up the Ricker-gate;
The wives they cast their windows wide,
And ilka wife to anither can say,
‘That’s the man loos’d Jock o’ the Side!’—