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XXIV
O ben then came Sweet Willie,
He came with ane advance: ' O I'll go tak' the bride's maidens,
And we'll go tak' a dance.'—
xxv ' I've seen ither days wi' you, Willie,
And so has mony mae, Ye would hae danced wi' me mysel',
Let a' my maidens gae.'
xxvi
O ben now came Sweet Willie,
Saying, l Bride, will ye dance wi' me ?;
' Ay, by my sooth, and that I will
Gin my back should break in three.'
xxvi: She hadna danced her o'er the floor,
She hadna turn'd but thrice, When she fell doun at Willie's feet,
And up did never rise.
XXVIII
Willie 's ta'en the key of his coffer
And gi'en it to his man: ' Gae hame, and tell my mother dear
My horse he has me slain ; And bid her be kind to my young son,
For father he has nane.'
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