Motherwell's Note-Book, p. 1, recited by Miss Brown, of
Glasgow, after a blind aunt.
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'I LEARNED it in my father's bower,
And I learned it for the better,
That every water I coudna wade,
I swam it like an otter,
With my low silver ee. |
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'I learned it in my father's bower,
And I learned it for my weel,
That every water I coudna wade,
I swam it like an eel.'
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And he cam hirpling on a stick,
And leaning on a tree:
'Be he cripple, or be he blind,
The same man is he.' |