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GILDEROT. |
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And'now this gars mine heart to bleed For my dear Gilderoy.
And whan of me his leave he tuik,
The tears they wat mine ee ; m
I gave tull him a parting luik,
" My benison gang wi' thee ! God speid thee weil, mine ain dear heart,
For gane is all my joy; My heart is rent sith we maun part, ss
My handsome Gilderoy."]
My Gilderoy, baith far and near,
Was fear'd in every toun, And bauldly bare away the gear
Of many a lawland loun. «)
Nane eir durst meet him man to man,
He was sae brave a boy ; At length wi' numbers he was tane,
My winsome Gilderoy.
[The Queen of Scots possessed nought 65
That my love let me want, For cow and ew he ' to me brought,'
And een whan they were skant. All these did honestly possess
He never did annoy, ra
Who never fail'd to pay their cess
To my love Gilderoy.] |
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