A collection of ancient and modern Scottish ballads, etc

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(' Now haud your tongue, Willie," she said^
" Wi' dancing let me be,
I am sae thin in flesh and blude,
Sma* dancing will serve me."^
But she's ta'en Willie by the hand.
The tear blinded her e'e
" But I wad dance wi' my true love.
But bursts my heart in three."
She's ta'en her bracelet frae her arm.
Her garter frae her knee,
^^ Gie that, gie that, to my young sou>
He'll ne'er his mother see "
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