Elegy on Peg Nicholson——–

PEG Nicholson was a good bay mare,
As ever trod on airn;
But now she's floating down the Nith,
And past the Mouth o' Cairn.

Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
An' rode thro' thick and thin;
But now she's floating down the Nith,
And wanting even the skin.

Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
And ance she bore a priest;
But now she's floating down the Nith,
For Solway fish a feast.

Peg Nicholson was a good bay mare,
An' the priest he rode her sair:
And much oppress'd and bruis'd she was-----
As priest-rid cattle are, &c. &c.