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"Lie still, lie still, now. May Margaret
Lie still and tak your rest ;
Syn your true love was at our yetts,
It's but twa quarters past."
Nimbly, nimbly rase she up,
And nimbly put she on ;
And the higher that the lady cried,
The louder blew the win'.
The firsten step that she steppit,
She steppit to the kute ;*
'^ Ochon, alas !" said that ladye,
" This water's wondrous deip."
The neisten step that she waidef in,
She waded to the knee ;
Says she, " I wad wade farther in,
Gin I my love could see."
The neisten step that she waide in.
She waded to the chin ;
The deepest pot in Clyde water,
She got Sweit Willie in.
" You've had a cruel mother, Willie,
And I have had another ;
But we shall sleip in Clyde water,
Like sister and like brother !":j:
* Ankle. + A varied Scottish preterite of wade.
:j: Compiled from various fragments and copies published in the collec-
tions of Messrs Jamieson, Motherwell, and Buchan.
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