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XXI
He ga'e the first to the proud porter And he open'd and let him in ;
He ga'e the next to the butler-boy, And he has shown him ben,
XXII
He ga'e the third to the minstrel
That play'd before the King, And he play'd success to the bonny boy
Came thro' the wood him lane.
XXIII
Now when he came before the King,
Fell low upon his knee; The King he turn'd him round about,
And the saut tear blint his e'e.
XXIV
' Win up, win up, my bonny boy,
Gang frae my companie ; Ye look sae like my dear daughter,
My heart will burst in three.'—
XXV
' If I look like your dear daughter,
A wonder it is none; If I look like your dear daughter,
I am her eldest son.'—
XXVI
' Will ye tell me, ye little wee boy, Where may my Margaret be ? '—
' She 's just now standing at your yates, And my six brithers her wi'.'—
blint] blinded.
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