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The neist ane court that comes you till, It is maidens mony ane.
" The neist ane court that comes you till, wj Is footmen, grooms, and squires ; The neist ane court that comes you till, Is knichts; and I'll be there.
" I Tam-a-Line, on milk-white steed,
A gowd star on my crown; ""
Because I was an earthly knicht, Got that for a renown.
" And out at my steed's right nostril, He'll breathe a fiery flame; Te'U loot you low, and sain yoursel, us
And yell be busy then.
" Ye'll tak' my horse then by the head, And lat the bridal fa'; The Queen o' Elfin she'll cry out,
' True Tam-a-Line's awa'. i*
" Then I'll appear into your arms
Like the wolf that ne'er wad tame; Ye'll haud me fast, lat me not gae, Case we ne'er meet again.
" Then I'll appear into your arms im
Like fire that burns sae bauld; Ye'll haud me fast, lat me not gae, I'll be as iron cauld.
" Then I'll appear into your arms
Like the adder an' the snake; ieo |
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