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JOHN O' HAZELGREEN. 85 |
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Wi' arms tall, and fingers small,—
He's comely to be seen;" And aye she loot the tears down fall
For John o' Hazelgreen. «
" If ye'U forsake young Hazelgreen,
And go along with me, I'll wed you to my eldest son,
Make you a lady free." " It's for to wed your eldest son «
I am a maid o'er mean ; I'll rather stay at home," she says,
" And die for Hazelgreen."
" If ye'll forsake young Hazelgreen,
And go along with me, w
I'll wed you to my second son,
And your weight o' gowd I'll gie." " It's for to wed your second son
I am a maid o'er mean ; I'll rather stay at home," she says, w
" And die for Hazelgreen."
Then he's taen out a siller comb,
Comb'd down her yellow hair ; And looked in a diamond bright,
To see if she were fair. an
" My girl, ye do all maids surpass
That ever I have seen ; Cheer up your heart, my lovely lass,
And hate young Hazelgreen." |
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