Ancient Scottish ballads, recovered from tradition, and never before ...

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"I'll na open the door, Lord John, she said,
I'll na open it to thee,
Till ye grant to me my ae request,
And a puir ane it's to me.
Ye'll gie to me a bed in an out-house,
For my young son and me,
And the meanest servant in a' the place,*
To wait on him and me."
" I grant, I grant, Lady Marg'ret," he said,
" A' that, and mair frae me,
The very best bed in a' the place
To your young son and thee
And my mither, and my sister dear,
To wait on him and thee.
And a' thae lands, and a' thae rents,
They sail be his and thine;
Our wedding and our kirkingf day,
They sail be all in ane."
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