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ALISON GROSS |
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in She show'd me a mantle o' red scarllt,
Wi' gouden flowers an' fringes fine; Says, ' Gin ye will be my lemman sae true,
This gudely gift it sail be thine.'—
IV
' Awa', awa', ye ugly witch,
Haud far awa', an' lat me be ! I never will be your lemman sae true,
An' I wish I were out o' your company.'
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She neist brought a sark o' the saftest silk. Well wrought wi' pearls about the band -,
Says, ' Gin ye will be my lemman sae true, This gudely gift ye sail command.'
VI
She show'd me a cup o' the good red gowd, Well set wi' jewels sae fair to see ;
Says, ' Gin ye will be my lemman sae true, This gudely gift I will you gie.' —
VII
' Awa', awa', ye ugly witch,
Haud far awa', an' lat me be ! For I wouldna once kiss your ugly mouth
For a' the gifts that ye could gie.'
VIII
She 's turn'd her right an' roun' about,
An' thrice she blaw on a grass-green horn;
An' she sware by the moon an' the stars abune That she'd gar me rue the day I was born.
lemman] sweetheart. haud] hold, keep.
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