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XXIX
Then up and spake the popinjay,
Says, ' What needs a' this din ? It was his light leman took his life,
And hided him in the linn.'
XXX
She sware her by the grass sae green,
So did she by the corn, She hadna seen Young Hunting
Since Monanday at morn.
XXXI
' Put not the wyte on me.' she says,
' It was my May Catheren.' Then they have cut baith thorn and fem,
To burn that maiden in.
XXXII
When they had ta'en her May Catheren,
In the bonfire set her in; It wouldna take upon her cheeks,
Nor yet upon her chin, Nor yet upon her yellow hair,
To heal the deadly sin.
XXXIII
Out they have ta'en her May Catheren,
And put the lady in : O it took upon her cheek, her cheek,
Took fast upon her chin, Took fast upon her fair body—
She burnt like hollins green.
linn] stream, pool. wyte] blame. May] Maid.
hollins] holly.
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