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EAEL EICHAED. |
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He turned his face to the stock,
• And she hers to the stane; 230
And cauld and dreary was the luve That was thir twa between.
Great was the mirth in the kitchen,
Likewise intill the ha'; But in his bed lay Earl Richard, 235
Wiping the tears awa'.
He wept till he fell fast asleep,
Then slept till licht was come ; Then he did hear the gentlemen
That talked in the room: 2*0
Said,—" Saw ye ever a fitter match,
Betwixt the ane and ither ; The King o' Scotland's fair dochter,
And the Queen of England's brither ? "
"And is she the King o' Scotland's fair dochter ? 2«
This day, oh, weel is me ! For seven times has my steed been saddled,
To come to court with thee ; And with this witty lady fair,
How happy must I be ! " 25c |
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