with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns

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And they have tied him hand and foot,
And led him up, thro' Stirhng town
The lads and lasses met him there,
; ;
Cried, Hughie Graham thou'rt a loun.
O lowse my right hand free, he says.
And put my braid sword in the same
He*s no in Stirling town this day,
Dare tell the tale to Hughie Graham.
Up then bespake the brave Whitefoord,
As he sat by the bishop's knee.
Five hundred white stots I'll gie you
If ye'll let Hughie Graham free.
they ravaged the land, sharing the spoils of their country. In-
deed they considered themselves independent, and flew to arms
with the prevailing party, making cruel havoc, and ultimately
filling their fastnesses with the spoil of either kingdom.
They felt much hampered in the time of peace, when the
Scotish and English Wardens found leisure to ascertain the
bounds of sovereign property. Their aid and assistance was of
easy purchase, and (if we may place any faith on an old song)
was reckoned equivalent to the strength of an army.
^ O ! the Graemes, the gillant Graemes,
Wad the gallant Graemes but stand by me.
The dogs might douke in English blude,
Ere a foot's breadth I wad flinch or flee/