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LAIRD OF WABIESTOUN.
Einlocb's Ancient Scottish Ballads, p. 53.
It was at dinner as they sat, And when they drank the wine,
How happy were the laird and lady Of bonnie Wariestoun.
The lady spak but ae word, a
The matter to conclude ; The laird strak her on the mouth,
Till she spat out o' blude.
She did not know the way
Her mind to satisfy, 10
Till evil cam into her head
All by the Enemy.