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But now she cries Dule and well-a-day !
Come doun the green gate, and come here away.
But now she cries, &c.
When bonnie young Jamie cam ower the sea,
He said he saw naething sae lovely as me ;
He hecht me baith rings and monie braw things ;
And were na my heart licht I wad dee.
He hecht me, &c.
He had a wee titty that loo'd na me.
Because I was twice as bonnie as she ;
She raised such a pother 'twixt him and his mother,
That were na my heart licht I wad dee.
She raised, &c.
The day it was set, and the bridal to be :
The wife took a dwam, and lay down to dee.
She main'd, and she graned, out o' dolour and pain,
Till he vow'd he never wad see me again.
She main'd, &c.
His kin was for ane of a higher degree.
Said, what had he to do wi' the like of me ?
Albeit I was bonnie, I was na for Johnnie :
And were na my heart licht I wad dee.
Albeit I was bonnie, &c.
They said I had neither cow nor caff,
Nor dribbles o' drink rins through the draff.
Nor pickles o' meal rins through the mill-ee ;
And were na my heart licht I wad dee.
Nor pickles, &c.
His titty she was baith wylie and slee,
She spied me as I cam ower the lea ;
of mind, and adorned with all the domestic virtues. Her Memoirs, writ-
ten by her daughter, Lady Murray of Stanhope, and lately published, form
one of the most delightful volumes of the kind in the English language.
She died, a widow, in 1746.