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YOUNG HASTINGS THE GROOM. 191 ,
" O hold your tongue, my mother dear; I'll tell you what to dee.
" Take you the youngest in your lap, The next youngest by the hand ; Put all the rest of us you before, «
As you learnt us to gang.
" And go with us into some good kirk,— You say they are built of stane,— And let us all be christened,
And you get good kirking." so
She took the youngest in her lap, The next youngest by the hand;
Set all the rest of them her before, As she learnt them to gang.
And she has left the wood with them, 55
And to a kirk has gane ; Where the good priest them christened,
And gave her good kirking. |
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