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SIR ROLAND. |
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'• And ride on, ride on, proud Margaret!
Till the water comes o'er your bree ; For the bride maun ride deep, and deeper yet,
"Wha rides this ford wi' me.
" Turn round, turn round, proud Margaret!
Turn ye round, and look on me ; i<*
Thou hast killed a true knight under trust,
And his ghost now links on with thee." |
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