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xv Wi' doors ajar, and candle-light,
And torches burning clear, The streikit corpse, till still midnight,
They waked, but naething hear.
xvr About the middle o' the night,
The cocks began to craw, And at the dead hour o' the night,
The corpse began to thraw.
' O wha has done the wrang, sister,
Or dared the deadly sin ? Wha was sae stout, and feared nae dout,
As thraw ye o'er the linn ?'—
' Young Benjie was the first ae man,
I laid my love upon ; He was sae stout and proud-hearted,
He threw me o'er the linn.'—
c Sail we young Benjie head, sister, Sail we young Benjie hang,
Or sail we pike out his twa gray e'en, And punish him ere he gang ? -—
' Ye mauna Benjie head, brothers,
Ye mauna Benjie hang, But ye maun pike out his twa gray e'en,
And punish him ere he gang.
streikitj stretched out. thraw] twist, writhe.