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But the first question he asked her,
Was always answered nay ;
The next question he asked her,
Was, " Mount and come away."
It is a glass o' the hlude-red wine,
Was filled up them between.
And aye she drank to Lamington,
Who her true love had been.
He has taen her by the milk-white hand,
And by the grass-green sleeve ;
He's mounted her hie behind himsell,
At her kinsmen speired nae leave.
" Now take your bride, Lord Lymington I
Now take her, if you may I
But, if you take your bride again.
We'll call it but foul play."
There were four-and-twenty bonnie boys,
A' clad in Johnstone-grey ; *
They said they would take the bride again,
By the strong hand, if they may.
Some o' them were richt willing men ;
But they were na willing a' ;
And four-and-twenty Leader lads
Bade them mount and ride awa.
Then whingers flew frae gentles' sides,
And swords flew frae the shea's ;
And red and rosy was the blude
Ran doun the lilye braes.
The blood ran doun by Cadden bank.
And doun by Cadden brae ;
* Johnstone-grey— the livery of the ancient Border family of Johnstone.

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