Six most excellent songs/Farewell! Ye dungeons

FAREWELL! YE DUNGEONS.

Farewell, ye dungeons dark and strong,
⁠The wretch’s destiny;
M'Pherson’s time will not be long,
⁠On yonder gallows tree.
⁠Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
⁠Sae dauntingly gaed he;
⁠He played a spring, and danced it round
⁠Below the gallows tree.

Oh what is death but parting breath,
⁠On many a bloody plain?
I have dared his face, and in this place
⁠I scorn him yet again.
Untie these bands from off my hands,
⁠And bring to me my sword;
And there’s no a man in a’ Scotland,
⁠But I’ll brave him at a word.

I’ve lived a life of sturt and strife;
⁠I die by treacherie:
It burns my heart I must depart
⁠And not avenged be.
Now farewell light, thou sunshine bright,
⁠And all beneath the sky;
May coward shame distain his name,
⁠The wretch that dares not die.

⁠Sae rantingly, sae wantonly,
⁠Sae dauntingly gaed he;
⁠He play’d a spring and danced it round,
⁠Below the gallon's tree.