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Then up and crew the red, red cock,
And up and crew the gray : i 'Tis time, 'tis time, my dear Marg'ret,
That you were going away.
' And fair Marg'ret, and rare Marg'ret,
And Marg'ret o' veritie, Gin e'er ye love another man,
Ne'er love him as ye did me.'
The Daemon Lover i
O WHERE hae ye been, my long, long lo
These seven long years and more ?' — ' O I'm come to seek my former vows, That ye promised me before.'—
ii ' Awa' wi' your former vows.' she says,
' For they will breed but strife; Awa' wi' your former vows.' she says,
' For I am become a wife.
in ' I am married to a ship-carpenter,
A ship-carpenter he 's bound ; I wadna he kenn'd my mind this nicht
For twice five hundred pound.'
He turn'd him round and round about,
And the tear blinded his e'e: ' I wad never hae trodden on Irish ground
If it hadna been for thee.