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' Foul fa' the hand that I should take; It twin'd me o' my warldis make.
' Your cherry cheeks and your yellow hair Gar'd me gang maiden evermair.'
Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam. Until she cam to the miller's dam.
Out then cam the miller's son, And saw the fair maid soummin' in.
' O father, father, draw your dam !
There's either a mermaid or a milk-white swan.'
xv The miller hasted and drew his dam, And there he found a drown'd woman.
You couldna see her middle sma', Her gowden girdle was sae braw.
You couldna see her lily feet, Her gowden fringes were sae deep.
You couldna see her yellow hair
For the strings o' pearls was twisted there.
You couldna see her fingers sma',
Wi' diamond rings they were cover'd a'.
twin'd] robbed, deprived. my warldis makej my one mate
in the world. soummin'] swimming.