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'302 YOUNG BENJIE. |
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And out then spak her second brother, " It's our sister Marjorie ! " —
Out then spak her eldest brother, *>
" 0 how shall we her ken ? "—
And out then spak her youngest brother, " There's a honey mark on her chin."—
Then they've ta'en up the comely corpse, And laid it on the ground: «
" O wha has killed our ae sister, And how can he be found ?
" The night it is her low lykewake,
The morn her burial day, And we maun watch at mirk midnight, as
And hear what she will say."—
Wi' doors ajar, and candle light,
And torches burning clear, The streikit corpse, till still midnight,
They waked, but naething hear. eo
About the middle o' the night,
The cocks began to craw ; And at the dead hour o' the night,
The corpse began to thraw.
" O whae has done the wrang, sister, es
Or dared the deadly sin ? |
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