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Now, as Donald and his comrade sat
Upon the green, they resumed their chat;
And Donald's dog before their feet
Lay stretched, and panting wi' the heat—
And Donald's sword, which he did carry
Beneath his hodden-grey havarry,
The Englishman's attention seized,
He begged a sight o't, if he pleased
Whilk Donald drew and frankly gave him,
In eonfidence he'd not deceive him.
The bills thanked him for the sight o't,
Then praised the size the mak, an weight o't.
And asked at Donald, on his word,
If maist he trusted to the dog or sword,
Supposing the case, that any pad
Should demand the money that he had?
'The sword,' quoth Donald, 'I can wield,
And should sic wretch, by road or field,
E'er daur demand frae me a shilling,
I'd plunged with freedom in the villain;
Yet ne'ertheless, for а' my cracks o't,
I wadna gie the dog for sax o't.
Wi' this the fellow, at the word,
Chapped aff the dog's head with the sword;
Syne pointed it to Donald's heart,