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WILLIE AND MAT MARGARET. 173 |
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" 0 open the door to me, Margaret,—
0 open and lat me in ! For my boots are full o' Clyde's water,
And frozen to the brim." *>
" I darena open the door to you,
Nor darena lat you in; For my mither she is fast asleep,
And I darena mak nae din."
" 0 gin ye winna open the door, a
Nor yet be kind to me, Now tell me o' some out-chamber,
Where I this nicht may. be."
" Ye canna win in this nicht, Willie,
Nor here ye canna be; a)
For I've nae chambers out nor in, Nae ane but barely three :
" The tane o' them is fu' o' corn,
The tither is fu' o' hay ; The tither is fu' o' merry young men ;— m
They winna remove till day."
' O fare ye weel, then, May Margaret,
Sin better manna be; I've win my mither's malison,
Coming this nicht to thee." eo |
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