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' As lang 's these diamonds keep their hue, Ye'll know I am a lover true:
' But when the ring turns pale and wan, Ye may ken that I love anither man.'
He hoist up sails and awa' sail'd he Till that he came to a foreign countrie.
One day as he look'd his ring upon, He saw the diamonds pale and wan.
He's left the seas and he's come to the land, And the first that he met was an auld beggar man,
' What news, what news ? thou auld beggar man, For it's seven years sin I've seen land.'
xv ' No news.' said the beggar, ' no news at a', But there is a wedding in the King's ha'.
' But there is a wedding in the King's ha' That has halden these forty days and twa.'
' Cast off, cast off thy auld beggar weed, And I'll gi'e thee my gude grey steed:
' And lend to me your wig o' hair To cover mine, because it is fair.'—