The mon o' micht, he rade o' nicht
Wi' neider swerd ne ferd ne licht
He socht tha mare, he fond tha mare
He bond tha mare wi' her ain hare
Ond gared her swar by midder-micht
She wold nae mair rid o' nicht
Whar aince he rade thot mon o' micht
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