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172 WILLIE AND MAT HARGA EET.
" 0 gin ye gang to May Margaret,
"Without the leave of me, Clyde's water's wide and deep enough ;— «
My malison drown thee!"
He mounted on his coal-black steed,
And fast he rade awa'; But, ere he came to Clyde's water,
Fu' loud the wind did blaw. 20
As he rode o'er yon hich, hich hilL
And down yon dowie den, There was a roar in Clyde's water
"Wad fear'd a hunder men.
His heart was warm, his pride was up ; «
Sweet Willie kentna fear ; But yet his mither's malison
Ay sounded in his ear.
0 he has swam through Clyde's water,
Tho' it was wide and deep ; m
And he came to May Margaret's door, . When a' were fast asleep.
0 he's gane round and round about,
And tirled at the pin ; But doors were steek'd, and window's bar'd,
And nane wad let him in. 35 |
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