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YOUNG BEKIE. 13 |
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" Te do ye till your mither's bower,
As fast as ye can gang; And ye tak three o' your mother's marys,
To haud ye unthocht lang.
" Ye dress yoursel i' the red scarlet, <u
And your marys in dainty green;
And ye put girdles about your middle Wad buy an earldome.
" Syne ye gang down by yon sea-side,
And down by yon sea-strand ; 70
And bonny will the Hollans boats Come rowin' till your hand.
" Ye set your milk-white foot on board,
Cry, ' Hail ye, Domine !' And I will be the steerer o't, 75
To row you o'er the sea."
She's ta'en her till her mither's bower,
As fast as she could gang; And she's ta'en twa o' her mither's marys,
To haud her unthocht lang. so
She's drest hersel i' the red scarlet,
Her marys i' the dainty green ; And they've put girdles about their middle
"Would buy an earldome. |
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