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LAMBEKX LINKIN. 105
And ye'U be laird o' the Castle, 85
And I'll be ladye."
Then he cut aff her head
Fra her lily breast bane, And he hung 't up in the kitchen,
It made a' the ha' shine. so
The lord sat in England
A-drinking the wine: " I wish a' may be weel
Wi' my lady at hame; For the rings o' my fingers a
They're now burst in twain! "
He saddled his horse,
And he came riding doun; But as soon as he viewed,
Belinkin was in. i*>
He hadna weel stepped
Twa steps up the stair, Till he saw his pretty young son
Lying dead on the floor.
He hadna weel stepped he
Other twa up the stair, Till he saw his pretty lady
Lying dead in despair.