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ROSE THE RED AND WHITE LILY
She set the horn untill her mouth, And blawn three blasts sae shrill ;
Sweet Willy heard i' the Kingis court, And came her quickly till . . .
[Word is to the kitchen gane,
And word is to the ha', Bold Arthur's lost his little foot-page,
To the green-wood stown awa'.J
And word has gane to the Kingis court,
To the King nimsel' [at dine] i Now, by my fay,' the King can say,
[' Sweet Willy we maun find.']
' Bring me my steed.' then cry'd the King,
' My bow and arrows keen ; I'll ride mysel' to good green-wood
An' see what's to be seen.'
' An't please your grace,' says Bold Arthur,
' My liege I'll gang you wi', An' try to find my little foot-page
That's stray'd awa' frae me.'
O they have hunted in good green-wood
The back but and the rae, And they've drawn near Brown Robin's bow'r About the close of day. 458