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216 THE WIFE OF USHER'S WELL. |
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Up then crew the red red cock, And up and crew the gray ; The eldest to the youngest said, " 'Tis time we were away." —
The cock he hadna craw'd but once,
And clapp'd his wings at a', *>
"Whan the youngest to the eldest said, " Brother, we must awa. —
" The cock doth craw, the day doth daw, The channerin' worm doth chide; Gin we be mist out o' our place, «
A sair pain we maun bide.
" Fare ye weel, my mother dear! Fareweel to barn and byre ! And fare ye weel, the bonny lass,
That kindles my mother's fire." to |
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