A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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The town-soutar in grief was bowdin, *
His wyfe hang in his waist.
His body wes with bkid all b-rowdin, *
He grainit lyk ony gaist ;
Her glitterand hair that wes full gowdin, ,
Sa hard in lufe him laist, ^
That for hir sake he wes na yowdin
Seven rayle that he wes chaist,
And mair.
At Christis Kirk^ &c.
The miliar wes of manly mak.
To meit him wes n^ mowis, ^
Thai durst not ten cum him to takj
Sa nowitit he thair powis ; ^
The buschment haill about him brak, ^
And bickert him with bows,
Syn traytoursly behind his back
They hewit him on tlie howiss ^
At Christis Kirk, &c.
Beliind,
Twa that wer herdsmen of the herd.
Ran upon udderis lyk rammis.
Than foUowit feymen ^ richt unaffeird>
Bet on with baiTow trammis
But quhair thair gobbis wer ungeird, ^
Tlmy gat upon th^gammis, '®
1 Full of, or swelled with rage
2 Besmeared or embroidered
3 Laced 4 No sport or jest
5 He so annoyed their heads
6 The whole body lay in ambush, and broke forth on him
7 Houghs 8 Unhappy, mischievous
9 Their cheeks were undefended 10 Guxm
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