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THE GYPSY COUNTESS
And when the Earl he did come home,
Enquiring for his ladie, One of the servants made this reply,
' She 's awa' with the gypsie laddie.'
v ' Come saddle for me the brown,' he said,
' For the black was ne'er so speedy, And I will travel night and day
Till I find out my wanton ladie.'
' Will you come home, my dear V he said, ' Oh will you come home, my honey ?
And by the point of my broad sword, A hand I'll ne'er lay on you.'. . .
'Yestreen I rade this water deep, And my own gude lord beside me;
But this night I maun wet my little pretty feet With a wheen blackguards to wade me.
' Yestreen I lay on a good feather-bed, And my own wedded lord beyond me,
And to-night I'll lie in the ash-corner, With the gypsies all around me.
' They took off my high-heeled shoes, That were made of Spanish leather,
And I have put on coarse Lowland brogues, To trip it o'er the heather. 782