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The bleeze it roarit and wantonit roun'
The weel-pilet wawis o' the Newtoun Ha5
And ruif and rafter, bank and beam,
Aneath the bauld fyris doun did fa'!
Now waly for the crewel Laird—
As he cam loupin' through the lowe,
Erie Douglas swappit aff his heid
And swung it at his saddil bowe!
