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THE HEIR OF LINNE |
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XXXI
' Well-a-day !' said John o' the Scales' wife,
' Well-a-day, and woe is me ! Yesterday I was the Lady o' Linne,
And now I'm a naebodye ! '
XXXII
But ' Fare thee well,' said the heir of Linne, ' Now John o' the Scales! ' said he:
' A curse light on me if ever again My lands be in jeopardye ! ' |
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Fair Mary of Wallington |
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HEN we were silly sisters seven, —Sisters were so fair,— Five of us were brave knights' wives? And died in childbed lair.
n Up then spake Fair Mary,
Marry wou'd she nane ; If ever she came in man's bed,
The same gate wad she gang.
in ' Make no vows, Fair Mary,
For fear they broken be ; Here 's been the Knight of Wallington,
Asking good will of thee.'—
lair] lying-in. gate] way.
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