Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 3 of 8 from 1860 edition -online book

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" I will not wear the short clothes,
But I will wear the side ; I will not walk to my wedding,
But I to it will ride."                                      mo
When he was set upon the horse,
The lady him behind, Then cauld and eerie were the words
The twa had them between.
She said, " Good e'en, ye nettles tall, *e Just there where ye grow at the dike ;
If the auld carline my mother was here, Sae weel's she would your pates pike.
" How she would stap you in her poke, I wot at that she wadna fail;                       vo
And boil ye in her auld brass pan, And of ye mak right gude kail.
" And she would meal you with millering
That she gathers at the mill, And mak you thick as any daigh ;                  i*
And when the pan was brimful,
" Would mess you up in scuttle dishes, Syne bid us sup till we were fou ;
Lay down her head upon a poke,
Then sleep and snore like any sow." wo
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