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' I'll not tak' with me my brither John, But I'll gang along myself all alone.'
It's when she cam' to her true lovers yett, She dealt the red gold round for his sak'.
It's when she came to her true lover's bed She lifted the sheet to look at the dead.
He 's ta'en her hand sae meek and sae sma', [And ca'd her his wife before them a'].
' Fair maid, ye cam' without horse or boy, But I'll send you home with a merry convoy.'
62. Fair Margaret and Sweet William
AS it fell out on a long summer's day, Two lovers they sat on a hill: They sat together that long summer's day, And could not talk their fill. 11 ' I see no harm by you, Margaret,
Nor you see none by me; Before to-morrow eight o'clock A rich wedding shall you see.' in Fair Margaret sat in her bower-window
Combing her yellow hair, She saw Sweet William and his brown bride
Unto the church draw near.