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EAKL ROBERT. 27
His mother, she call'd to her waiting-maid :
" 0 bring me a pint of wine, For I dinna weel ken what hour of this day
That my son Earl Robert shall dine."
She's put it to her fause, fause cheek,
But an' her fause, fause chin; w
She's put it to her fause, fause lips ; But never a drap went in.
But he's put it to his bonny cheek,
Aye and his bonny chin; He's put it to his red rosy lips, u
And the poison went merrily down.
" 0 where will I get a bonny boy,
That will win hose and shoon,— That will gang quickly to Sittingen's rocks,
And bid my lady come ?," 20
It's out then speaks a bonny boy,
To Earl Robert was something akin :
" Many a time have I run thy errand, But this day with the tears I'll rin."
0 when he cam to Sittingen's rocks, as
To the middle of a' the ha', There were bells a ringing, and music playing,
And ladies dancing a'.