302. Elegy on Willie Nicol's Mare

 PEG NICHOLSON was a good bay mare,
 As ever trod on airn;
But now she’s floating down the Nith,
 And past the mouth o’ Cairn.


Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
 An’ rode thro’ thick and thin;
But now she’s floating down the Nith,
 And wanting even the skin.


Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
 And ance she bore a priest;
But now she’s floating down the Nith,
 For Solway fish a feast.


Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
 An’ the priest he rode her sair;
And much oppress’d and bruis’d she was,
 As priest-rid cattle are,—&c. &c.

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