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LAMKIN. |
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" And wha's blood is this," he says,
"That lies in my ha'?" so
" It is your young son's heart's blood; Tis the clearest ava."
0 sweetly sang the black-bird
That sat upon the tree ; But sairer grat Lamkin, as
When he was condemn'd to die.
And bonny sang the mavis
Out o' the thorny brake ; But sairer grat the nourice,
When she was tied to the stake. u» |
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