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" Ye'll gi'e the third to the minstrel That plays before the king; He'll play success to the bonny boy Came thro' the .wood him lane."
He ga'e the first to the proud porter, 105
And he open'd an' let him in; He ga'e the next to the butler boy,
And he has shown him ben;
He ga'e the third to the minstrel
That playM before the king; no
And he play'd success to the bonny boy
Came thro' the wood him lane.
Now when he came before the king,
Fell low down on his knee : The king he turned round about, us
And the saut tear blinded his ee.
" Win up, win up, my bonny boy, Gang frae my companie; Ye look sae like my dear daughter,
My heart will birst in three." 120
" If I look like your dear daughter, A wonder it is none; If I look like your dear daughter, I am her eldest son."