Murison Manuscript, p. 85; from Aberdeenshire.
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'Twas on a day in the month o June
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When Phoebus shines sae clearly. |
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She says, My dear, what is your trade
When thiggin ye give over? |
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'Spinls and forls is my trade,
Wi bits o sticks I win my bread,
An O it is a winnin trade;
Bonnie lassie, can ye loo me?'
An O it is, etc. |
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'O I can love ye manyfold,
As Jacob loved Rachel of old,
And as Jessie loved the cups o gold;
My dear, can ye believe me?'
As Jessie, etc. |
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'It's ye'll tak aff the robes o red,
An ye'll pit on the beggin-weed,
An ye'll gang wi me an ye'll beg your bread,
An ye'll be the beggar's dawtie.' |
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When they cam to yon borough-toon,
They bocht a loaf an they baith sat doon,
They bocht a loaf an they baith sat doon,
An the lassie ate wi her laddie. |
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When they cam to yon grassy hill,
Where spotted flocks do feed their fill,
'I'll sit me doon an I'll greet a while,
For the followin o my laddie.' |
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'It's ye'll tak aff yer beggin-weed,
An ye'll pit on the goons o red,
An ye-ll gang ye back the road ye cam
For I canna bide yer greetin.' |
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'Betide me weel, betide me woe,
It's wi the beggar an I'll go,
An I'll follow him through frost an snow,
An I'll be the beggar's dawtie.' |
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When they cam to yonder ha,
He knockit loud an sair did ca;
She says, My dear, we'll be foun in fa
For knockin here sae loudly. |
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Four-an-twenty gentlemen
Cam a' to welcome the beggar in,
An as monie fair ladies gay
To welcome 's bonnie lassie. |
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When at he gied through the ha,
Tney a' did laugh, they were like to fa,
Sayin, Brither, I wish we had beggit a',
For sic a bonnie lassie. |
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'The streen ye was the beggar's bride,
An noo this nicht ye'll lie by my side,
Come weel, come woe, whateer betide,
An ye'll be aye my dawtie.' |
