And stude about him in the stoure.
Then raise[[153]] the slogan with ane shout—
"Fy Tindaill, to it! Jedbrugh's here!"
I trow he was not half sae stout,
But[[154]] anis his stomach was asteir.
With gun and genzie,[[155]] bow and speir,
Men might see monie a cracked crown!
But up amang the merchant geir,
They were as busie as we were down.