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OUR FAMILIAR SONGS.(torn page) |
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He spurred to the foot of the proud castle rock, And with the gay Gordon he gallantly spoke : ■ Let Mons Meg and her marrows speak twa
words or three, For the love of the bonnet of Bonnie Dundee." Come fill up my cup, etc. |
The Gordon demands of him which way he goes. " Where'er shall direct me the shade of Montrose! Your grace in short space shall hear tidings
of me, Or that low lies the bonnet of Bonnie Dundee." Come fill up my cup, etc. |
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