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JAMIE TELFER IN THE FAIR DODHEAD
xm He has turn'd him to the Tiviot-side,
E'en as fast as he could drie, Till he cam to the Coultart Cleugh,
And there he shouted baith loud and hie.
xrv Then up bespak him auld Jock Grieve,
' Whae 's this that brings the fraye to me ?'— c It's I, Jamie Telfer in the fair Dodhead,
A harried man I trow I be.
xv ' There Js naething left in the fair Dodhead,
But a greeting wife and bairnies three, And sax poor ca's stand in the sta',
A' routing loud for their minnie.'—
' Alack a wae !' quo' auld Jock Grieve, ' Alack ! my heart is sair for thee !
For I was married on the elder sister, And you on the youngest of a' the three.'
Then he has ta'en out a bonny black, Was right weel fed with corn and hay,
And he 's set Jamie Telfer on his back, To the Catslockhill to tak the fraye.
And whan he cam to the Catslockhill,
He shouted loud, and cried weel hie, Till out and spak him William's Wat,
' O whae 's this brings the fraye to me ?'—
ca's] calves. minnie] mother.