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THE DTJKE OF ATHOL. |
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" How can I marry thee, Jeanie,
How can I marry thee ?
"Whan I've a wife and bairns three,—
Twa wad na weill agree." a>
" Wae be to your fause tongue, Jamie, Wae be to your fause tongue ; Ye promised for to marry me, And has a wife at hame!
" But if your wife wad dee, Jamie, 25 And sae your bairns three, Wad ye tak me to your countrie,— Or wad ye marry me ?
" But sin they're all alive, Jamie,
But sin they're all alive, so
We'll tak a glass in ilka hand,
And drink, ' Weill may they thrive.'"
" If my wife wad dee, Jeanie,
And sae my bairns three,
I wad tak ye to my ain countrie, ss
And married we wad be."
" 0 an your head war sair, Jamie,
O an yonr head war sair,
I'd tak the napkin frae my neck,
And tie doun your yellow hair." <o |
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