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93- Rare Willy drowned in Tarrow
W ILLY's rare, and Willy's fair, And Willy's wondrcus bonny j And Willy heght to marry me, Gin e'er he marryd ony.
' Yestreen I made my bed fu' braid,
The night I'll make it narrow, For a' the live-long winter's night
I lie twin'd of my marrow.
' O came you by yon water-side ?
Pu'd you the rose or lilly ? Or came you by yon meadow green i
Or saw you my sweet Willy ?'
She sought him east, she sought him west, She sought him braid and narrow;
Sine, in the clifting of a craig,
She found him drown'd in Yarrow.
heght] promised. twin'd] deprived. marrow] mate,