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THE FAUSE LOVER. 91
But she's kilt up her claithing fine, a
And after him gaed she; But aye he said, " ye'll turn back,
Nae farder gang wi' me."
" But again, dear love, and again, dear love, Will ye never love me again ? so
Alas! for loving you sae well, And you nae me again."
The first an' town that they came till, He bought her brooch and ring;
But aye he bade her turn again, a
And gang nae farder wi' him.
" But again, dear love, and again, dear love,
Will ye never love me again ? Alas! for loving you sae well,
And you nae me again." *
The niest an' town that they came till,
His heart it grew mair fain; And he was deep in love wi' her,
As she was ower again.
The niest an' town that they came till, «
He bought her wedding gown ; And made her lady o' ha's and bowers,
In bonny Berwick town. |
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