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PRINCE ROBERT. |
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" Your gude-mother has made ye a rare dinour, She's made it baith gude and fine ;
Your gude-mother has made ye a gay dinour, And ye maun cum till her and dine."— x>
It's twenty lang miles to Sillertoun town, The langest that ever were gane :
But the steed it was wight, and the ladye was light, And she cam linkin' in.
But when she came to Sillertoun town, «
And into Sillertoun ha', The torches were burning, the ladies were mourning,
And they were weeping a'.
" 0 where is now my wedded lord,
And where now can he be ? so
O where is now my wedded lord ?
For him I canna see."—
" Your wedded lord is dead," she says, " And just gane to be laid in the clay :
Your wedded lord is dead," she says, 55
" And just gane to be buried the day.
" Ye'se get nane o' his gowd, ye'se get nane o' his gear, |
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