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"O I wad give you fifty pounds
Of gold and white monie;
O I wad give you fifty pounds,
If Wallace ye would let me see."
"Tell doun your money," quo' the cruikit carle,
“Tell doun your money good;
I'm sure I have it in my pouir,
And never had a better bode.”
The money was told upon the table,
Of silver pounds fiftie:
"Now here I stand!" quo the gude Wallace,
And his cloke frae him gar'd flie.
He slew the captain where he stood;
The rest they did quake and rair:
He slew the rest around the room;
Syne ask'd if there were ony mair.
"Get up, get up, gudewife," he says,
"And get me some dinner in haste,
For it soon will be three lang days time,
Sin' a bit o' meat I did taste!"
The dinner was na weil readie,
Nor yet on the table set,
When other fifteen Englishmen
Were lichtit at the yett.
"Come out, come out, thou traitor, Wallace!
This is the day ye maun dee!"
"I lippen nae sae little to God," he says,
"Although I be but ill wordie."
