108 Death of De la Beaute. JBy George Muirhead. 



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" As Bawtie fled, frae the Langton Tower 

 Wi' his troop alang the way, 

 By the Corney-Foord ane auld man stood, 

 And to him did Bawtie say : — 

 II. 

 ' Fr'ythee tell nnto me, thou weird auld man, 



Whilk name this foord doth bear,' 

 ' Tis the Corney-Foord,' quoth the weird auld man, 

 ' And thon'lt cross it alive nae mair.' — 

 III. 

 ' Gin this be the Corney-Foord indeed, 

 The Lord's grace bide wi' me ! 

 For I'll ne'er get hame to mine ain dear land, 

 That lies sweet owre the sea : 

 IY. 

 " For I was tauld by a seer auld, 

 That when I did cross this foord, 

 My hours were numbered ilka ane, 

 And I'd fa' aneath the sword.' 

 V. 

 ' Then ride thee fast, thou knight sae braw,' 



The auld man now did say, 

 ' Thou'rt safe gin thou can'st reach Danbar, 

 Afore the gloamin's grey.' 

 VI. 

 Then Bawtie fled wi' furious speed, 



Away like the wintry wind ; 

 But the fiery Home, and his savage baud, 

 Hard pressed on him behind. 

 VII. 

 ' Mang the lang green broom on the Stany-Muir 

 Some fell, and some were slain ; 

 Bat Bawtie spurred on wi' hot, hot speed, 

 The Lammermuir hills to gain. 

 VIII. 

 Syne doon the hill to the east o' Dunse, 



He rade right f uriouslie, 

 Till near the house o' auld Cramecrook 

 Deep lair'd in a bog was he. 

 IX. 

 Then fiery Home wi' a shout and yell 



Cried, ' Bawtie, I'll hae ye now !' 

 As his steed sunk doon i' the quiveriu' marsh, 

 Where the white bog reeds did grow. 



