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I closed and drew for my love's sake / That now is false to me, / And I slew the Reiver of Tarrant Moss / And set Dumeny free.
They have gone down, they have gone down, / They are standing all arow -- / Twenty knights in the peat-water, / That never struck a blow!
Their armour shall not dull nor rust, / Their flesh shall not decay, / For Tarrant Moss holds them in trust, / Until the Judgment Day.
Their soul went from them in their youth, / Ah God, that mine had gone, / Whenas I leaned on my love's truth / And not on my sword alone!
Whenas I leaned on lad's belief / And not on my naked blade -- / And I slew a thief, and an honest thief, / For the sake of a worthless maid.
They have laid the Reiver low in his place, / They have set me up on high, / But the twenty knights in the peat-water / Are luckier than I.
And ever they give me gold and praise / And ever I mourn my loss -- / For I struck the blow for my false love's sake / And not for the Men of the Moss!