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vn But a' for fear that her father dear
Had heard her making din : She 's stown the keys o' the prison-house door
And latten the prisoner gang.
VIII
O whan she saw him, Young Bekie,
Her heart was wondrous sair! For the mice but and the bold rottons
Had eaten his yallow hair.
IX
She 's gi'en him a shaver for his beard,
A comber till his hair, Five hunder pound in his pocket,
To spen' and nae to spair.
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She 's gi'en him a steed was good in need,
An' a saddle o' royal bone, A leash o' hounds o' ae litter,
And Hector called one.
XI
Atween this twa a vow was made,
'T was made full solemnly, That or three years was come an' gane,
Well married they should be.
XII
He had nae been in 's ain country
A twelvemonth till an end, Till he's fdrc'd to marry a duke's daughter,
Or than lose a' his land.
rottons] rats. royal bone] ivory. Or than] Or else.
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