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THE TRUMPETER OP FYTIE. 205
" Love pines away, love dwines away, Love, love decays the body; *>
For love o' thee now I maun die— Adieu to Andrew Lammie !"
But Tiftie's wrote a braid letter,
And sent it into Fyvie, Saying, his daughter was bewitch'd w
By bonny Andrew Lammie.
" Now, Tiftie, ye maun gi'e consent,
And lat the lassie marry." " I'll never, never gi'e consent
To the Trumpeter of Fyvie." a>
When Fyvie looked the letter on,
He was baith sad and sorry: Says—" The bonniest lass o' the country-side
Has died for Andrew Lammie."
0 Andrew's gane to the house-top as
O' the bonny house o' Fyvie; He's blawn his horn baith loud and shill
O'er the lawland leas o' Fyvie.
" Mony a time ha'e I walk'd a' night,
And never yet was weary ; 100
But now I may walk wae my lane, For I'll never see my deary. |
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