The Bonny Bridge of Findhorn/The Radical Battle at Bonny-Muir
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THE RADICAL BATTLE
At Bonny-Muir.
Ye lads and laſſies ſadly mourn,
The horrors of that dreadful morn,
Wnen friends and lovers, from you torn,
Did march for fatal Bonny-Muir.
The horrors of that dreadful morn,
Wnen friends and lovers, from you torn,
Did march for fatal Bonny-Muir.
By evil counſel nurs’d and fed,
By traitors and deceivers led.
They left their hamely, peaceful bed,
Ne’er to return from Bonny-Muir.
By traitors and deceivers led.
They left their hamely, peaceful bed,
Ne’er to return from Bonny-Muir.
The fiends that led them to the ſcene,
Were men deſerving not a name;
They brought their dupes to grief and pain,
By their falſe views of Bonny-Muir.
Were men deſerving not a name;
They brought their dupes to grief and pain,
By their falſe views of Bonny-Muir.
Deſpis’d by moſt and lov’d by few,
The baſe, the mean, unfeeling crew.
Retrac’d their ſteps and back they flew,
From the black field of Bonny-Muir.
The baſe, the mean, unfeeling crew.
Retrac’d their ſteps and back they flew,
From the black field of Bonny-Muir.
They left their comrades on the way,
Well knowing what a diſmal day
Was faſt approaching them and they,
If once engag’d at Bonny-Muir,
Well knowing what a diſmal day
Was faſt approaching them and they,
If once engag’d at Bonny-Muir,
Their deep-laid ſchemes were now unfurl’d,
Before an eager, anxious world,
And all their crafty plans were hurl’d
On thoſe who fought at Bonny-Muir.
Before an eager, anxious world,
And all their crafty plans were hurl’d
On thoſe who fought at Bonny-Muir.
Known by the name, and by the fact,
Of leaders in this bloody tract.
For Greenock then they wheel’d them back,
And left their friends at Bonny-Muir.
Of leaders in this bloody tract.
For Greenock then they wheel’d them back,
And left their friends at Bonny-Muir.
The firſt fair wind they did ſet ſail,
Bleſt with an undeſerving gale,
Their dreadful crime for to bewail
On other fields than Bonny-Muir.
Bleſt with an undeſerving gale,
Their dreadful crime for to bewail
On other fields than Bonny-Muir.
O may their names be ne’er forgot
By thoſe who ſhun’d this dreadful plot,
But frengthen’d be the laſting knot,
For friends miſled at Bonny-Muir.
By thoſe who ſhun’d this dreadful plot,
But frengthen’d be the laſting knot,
For friends miſled at Bonny-Muir.
And when that awful hour draws nigh,
That melts the heart and draws the ſigh,
O may their ſpirits ſoar on high.
To fairer fields than Bonny-Muir.
That melts the heart and draws the ſigh,
O may their ſpirits ſoar on high.
To fairer fields than Bonny-Muir.
May widows left and maids forlorn,
Be comforted and ceaſe to mourn,
For brethren from their bosoms torn,
By being led to Bonny-Muir,
Be comforted and ceaſe to mourn,
For brethren from their bosoms torn,
By being led to Bonny-Muir,
O may their children left, be fed;
And into this weary valley led,
Till death ſhall lay them in his bed,
To meet loſt friends at Bonny-Muir.
And into this weary valley led,
Till death ſhall lay them in his bed,
To meet loſt friends at Bonny-Muir.
May conſolation’s balm be ſpread
On every friend and lover’s head,
Or thoſe who fought, and dy’d, and bled,
For deeds perform’d at Bonny-Muir.
On every friend and lover’s head,
Or thoſe who fought, and dy’d, and bled,
For deeds perform’d at Bonny-Muir.
Let rich and poor, and young and old,
United be in one great fold.
That future times may hear it told,
They ſaw the fate of Bonny-Muir.
United be in one great fold.
That future times may hear it told,
They ſaw the fate of Bonny-Muir.
May trade be ſpread from ſhore to ſhore,
And peace and plenty evermore,
Be eſtabliſh’d all the world o’er.
When thou’rt forgot, ſad Bonny-Muir.
And peace and plenty evermore,
Be eſtabliſh’d all the world o’er.
When thou’rt forgot, ſad Bonny-Muir.
Now that the ſtorm has paſt away,
May Scotland ſee a happier day,
And commerce bear again the ſway,
Inſtead of feuds like Bonny-Muir.
May Scotland ſee a happier day,
And commerce bear again the ſway,
Inſtead of feuds like Bonny-Muir.
