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Thus peace proclaim’d on every side,
Both did their freedom use;
For Moubray did to London ride,
And told the king the news.
And is the Scots so mad, he said,
To give so long delay?
I trust that long ere that time come,
They shall be slaves or clay.
England and Ireland's choicest men,
Were armed all cap-a-pee,
With Wales, and likewise Normandy,
For such was his decree.
Full many an English merchant came
The captive Scots to buy,
With waggons full of ropes and chains,
To bind them, least they'd fly.
King Robert south from Stirling fix'd
His standard firm in stone,
Which yet for a memorial stands
That same hill-top upon.
Between St Ninians and Chartersha',
You'll see it as you pass,
There the royal pavilion stood,
Before the battle was.
To him there came the men of Bute,
Of Carrick, and of Kyle,
With many gallant Highland chiefs,
The flower of all the isle.
The leading chiefs were Edward Bruce,
Earl of Murray that gallant wight,
Doughty Douglas and Walter Stuart,
Well us’d to many a fight.
His brother Edward led the right,
The Earl of Murray the left;
