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104 FAIR ANNIE OV LOCHEOTAN.
And " heigh, Annie !" and " how, Annie!
O, Annie, winna ye bide ? " . uo
But ay the louder that he cried " Annie,"
The higher rair'd the tide.
And " heigh, Annie ! " and " how, Annie !
0, Annie, speak to me ! " But ay the louder that he cried " Annie," ms
The louder rair'd the sea.
The wind grew loud, and the sea grew rough, And the ship was rent in twain ;
And soon he saw her, fair Annie,
Come floating o'er the main. 120
He saw his young son in her arms,
Baith toss'd aboon the tide; He wrang his hands, and fast he ran,
And plunged in the sea sae wide.
He catch'd her by the yellow hair, 126
And drew her to the strand; But cald and stiff was every limb,
Before he reach'd the land.
0 first he kist her cherry cheek,
And syne he kist her chin ; iso
And sair he kist her ruby lips,
But there was nae breath within. |
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