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BABY LIVINGSTON
XVI
O they've ta'en Baby by the hands And led her o'er the green,
And ilka lady spake a word, But bonny Baby spake nane.
XVII
Then out it spake her bonny Jean, The youngest o' the three;
' O lady, dinna look sae sad, But tell your grief to me.'—
xviu
' O wherefore should I tell my grief,
Since lax I canna find ? I'm stown frae a' my kin and friends, And my love I left behind.
XIX
' But had I paper, pen, and ink,
Before that it were day, I yet might get a letter sent
In time to Johny Hay.'
XX
O she 's got paper, pen, and ink, And candle that she might see,
And she has written a broad letter To Johny at Dundee.
xxr And she has gotten a bonny boy,
That was baith swift and Strang, Wi' philabeg and bonnet blue,
Her errand for to gang.
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