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LORD DONALD. |
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" 0 "Whake hae ye been a' day, Lord Donald, my
son? O whare hae ye been a' day, my jollie young
man?" " I've been awa courtin :—mither, mak my bed
sune, For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie
doun."
" What wad ye hae for your supper, Lord Donald, my son ? «
What wad ye hae for your supper, my jollie young man ?"
" I've gotten my supper :—mither, mak my bed sune,
For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie doun."
" What did ye get for your supper, Lord Donald,
my son ? What did ye get for your supper, my jollie young
man ? " 10
" A dish of sma' fishes:—mither mak my bed
sune, For I'm sick at the heart, and I fain wad lie
doun."
" Whare gat ye the fishes, Lord Donald, my son ? Whare gat ye the fishes, my jollie young man ? " |
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