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A Selection Of The Best English Lyric Ballads Chosen & Edited by Arthur Quiller-Couch

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' Tak down, tak down that mast o' gowd,
Set up a mast of tree ; It disna become a forsaken lady
To sail sae royal lie.'
xxxvi When the cock had crawn, and the day did dawn,
And the sun began to peep, Up then raise Lord Gregory,
And sair, sair did he weep.
' O I hae dream'd a dream, mither,
I wish it may bring good ! That the bonny lass of Lochroyan
At my bower window stood.
' O I hae dream'd a dream, mither,
The thought o't gars me greet! That fair Annie of Lochroyan
Lay dead at my bed-feet.'—
' Gin it be for Annie of Lochroyan
That ye mak a' this mane, She stood last night at your bower-door,
But I hae sent her hame.'—
' O wae betide ye, ill woman,
An ill death may ye die ! That wadna open the door yoursell
Nor yet wad waken me.' 190
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