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SWEET WILLIE AND PAIR MAISRT. 333
" I winna gang to the cards," she said,
" Nor will I gae wi' thee, Nor will I hae a bower woman,
To spoil my modestie. ao
" Ye'll gie me a lady at my back,
An' a lady me beforn; An' a midwife at my twa sides
Till your young son be born.
" Ye'll do me up, and further up, sa
To the top o' yon greenwood tree; For every pain myself shall ha'e,
The same pain ye maun drie."
The first pain that did strike sweet Willie, It was into the side; so
Then sighing sair said sweet Willie, " These pains are ill to bide."
The nextan pain that strake sweet Willie,
It was into the back; Then sighing sair said sweet Willie, 85
" These pains are women's wreck."
The nextan pain that strake sweet Willie,
It was into the head; Then sighing sair said sweet Willie,
" I fear my lady's dead." to
Then he's gane on, and further on,
At the foot o' yon greenwood tree; There he got his lady lighter,
Wi' his young son on her knee. |
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