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209. Song—M'Pherson's Farewell

 FAREWELL, ye dungeons dark and strong,
 The wretch’s destinie!
M’Pherson’s time will not be long
 On yonder gallows-tree.
—Sae rantingly, sae wantonly, Sae dauntingly gaed he; He play’d a spring, and danc’d it round, Below the gallows-tree.
O, what is death but parting breath? On many a bloody plain I’ve dared his face, and in this place I scorn him yet again! Sae rantingly, &c.
Untie these bands from off my hands, And bring me to my sword; And there’s no a man in all Scotland But I’ll brave him at a word.
Sae rantingly, &c.
I’ve liv’d a life of sturt and strife; I die by treacherie: It burns my heart I must depart, And not avengèd be.
Sae rantingly, &c.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright, And all beneath the sky! May coward shame distain his name, The wretch that dares not die! Sae rantingly, &c.

by Robert Burns
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