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When he gaed into the wedding-house,
As I do understand,
There were four-and-twenty belted knichts,
Sat at a table round.*
They all rose up to honour him ;
For he was of high renown ;
They all rose up to welcome h im,
And bade him to sit down.
O meikle was the gude red wine,
In silver cups did flow;
But aye she drank to Lamington,
For with him she would go.
O meikle was the gude red wine,
In silver cups gaed round :
At length they began to whisper words ;
None could them understand.
When Lymington did call on her,
She wadna come ava ;
But when Lamington did whisper her,
She was na sweer to draw.
" Now, cam ye here for sport ?" they said,
" Or cam ye here for play ?
Or for a sicht of our bonnie bride,
And then to boune your way ?"
" I came not here for sport," he said ;
" Nor did I come for play;
But for one word of your bonnie bride,
I'll mount and go away."
They set her maids behind her back.
To hear what they should say ;
* This seems an allusion to the ancient sport of the Round Table.
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