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A Border Ballad

Rating: 2.8

OH, I haven't got long to live, for we all
Die soon, e'en those who live longest;
And the poorest and weakest are taking their chance
Along with the richest and strongest.
So it's heigho for a glass and a song,
And a bright eye over the table,
And a dog for the hunt when the game is flush.
And the pick of a gentleman's stable.
There is Dimmock o' Dune, he was here yesternight,
But he's rotting to-day on Glen Arragh;

'Twas the hand o' MacPherson that gave him the blow,
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Ray Schreiber 16 March 2014

Wonderful... what can be said about this poem that it hasn't already said itself. Heigho.

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