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Sir Walter Scott and the Border Minstrelsy by Andrew Lang
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The captain lookit owr the wa'
Before the break o day
There he beheld the three Scots lads
Pursued alongst the way

Pull up portculzies down draw briggs
My nephews are at hame
And they shall lodge wi' me to-night,
In spite of all England

Whene'er they came within the gate
They thrust their horse them frae
And took three lang spears in their hands,
Saying, here sal come nae mae

And they shott out and they shott in,
Till it was fairly day
When many of the Englishmen
About the draw brigg lay.

Then they hae yoked carts and wains
To ca' their dead away
And shot auld dykes aboon the lave
In gutters where they lay

The king in his pavilion door
Was heard aloud to say
Last night three o' the lads o' France
My standard stole away
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