text: _ Full sorely may we all lament that day For all were losers in the deadly fray; Five brothers had I on the Scottish plains Well dost thou know were none more hopeful swains; Five brothers there I lost in manhood's pride Two in the field and three on gibbets dy'd: Ah! silly swains! to follow war's alarms; Ah! what hath shepherd's life to do with arms? "_Sawney