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YOUNG BEKIE. |
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It was weel kent what the lady said,
That it was nae a lie ; For at the first word the lady spak, 135
The hound fell at her knee.
" Tak hame, tak hame your daughter dear •
A blessing gang her wi'; For I maun marry my Burd Isbel,
That's come o'er the sea to me." 110
" Is this the custome o' your house,
Or the fashion o' your land, To marry a maid in a May morning,
Send her back a maid at e'en ? " |
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