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EDOM O' GORDON
XXIII
O  bonnie, bonnie was her mouth, And cherry were her cheiks,
And clear, clear was her yellow hair, Whereon the red blood dreips.
XXIV
Then wi' his spear he turn'd her owre ;
O  gin her face was wane!
He said, ' Ye are the first that e'er
I  wish'd alive again.'
xxv He turn'd her owre and owre again ;
O gin her skin was white ! ' I might hae spared that bonnie face
To hae been some man's delight.
XXVI
' Busk and boun, my merry men a', For ill dooms I do guess ;
I  canna look in that bonnie face As it lies on the grass.'
XXVII
' Wha looks to freits, my master dear,
It's freits will follow them ; Let it ne'er be said that Edom o' Gordon
Was daunted by a dame.'
XXVIII
But when the ladv saw the fire
Come flaming owre her head, She wept, and kiss'd her children twain,
Says, ' Bairns, we been but dead.'
Bu?k and boun] trim up and prepare to go.        ireits] ill omens.
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