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OK, CUPIDS TRIUMPH. |
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" You are a noble man," said Tom,
" And born a lord in Scotland free; You may have ladies enough at home, ias
And never take my love from me."
" Away, away, thou Tommy Pots;
Thou serving-man, stand thou aside ; It is not a serving-man this day,
That can hinder me of my bride." a»
" If I be a serving-man," said Tom,
" And you a lord of high degree, A spear or two with you He run,
Before He lose her cowardly.
" Appoint a place, I will thee meet, aoo
Appoint a place of liberty; For there He lose my life so sweet,
Or else my lady He set free."
" On Guildford-green I will thee meet;
No man nor boy shall come with me." 210
" As I am a man," said Tommy Pots,
" He have as few in my company."
And thus staid the marriage was,
The bride unmarried went home again ;
Then to her maids fast did she laugh, 215
And in her heart she was full fain.
" My maidens all," the lady said,
" That ever wait on me this day, Now let us all kneel [lowly] down,
And for Tommy Pots let us all pray. 220 |
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