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" I'll gie you a robe, Glenkindie,
A robe o' the royal pa', Gin ye will harp i' the winter's night b
Afore my nobles a'."
And the king but and his nobles a'
Sat birling at the wine ; And he wad hae but his ae dochter,
To wait on them at dine. 20
He's taen his harp intill his hand,
He's harpit them a' asleep, Except it was the young countess,
That love did waukin keep.
And first he has harpit a grave tune, as And syne he has harpit a gay;
17-20. This stanza is fonnd in the opening of Brown lUJihu which commences thus:—
" The king but and his nobles a'
Sat birling at the wine, \bis] He would hae nane but his ae daughter
To wait on them at dine.
" She served them but, she served them ben,
Intill a gown 0' green; But her e'e was ay on Brown Robin,
That stood low under the rain," &c. J.