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' O boy, gin ye'd my blessing win
And help me in my need, Run wi' this letter to my love,
And bid him come wi' speed.
' And here 's a chain of good red gowd,
And gowden guineas three, And when you've well your errand done,
You'll get them for your fee.'
The boy he ran o'er hill and dale,
Fast as a bird cou'd flee, And ere the sun was twa hours height
The boy was at Dundee.
And when he came to Johny's door
He knocked loud and sair ; Then Johny to the window came,
And loudly cry'd, ' Wha 's there ?'—
' O here's a letter I have brought, Which ye maun quickly read,
And, gin ye wou'd your lady save, Gang back wi' me wi' speed.'
O when he had the letter read,
An angry man was he ; He says, ' Glenlyon, thou shalt rue
This deed of villany !