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4 “Commend me to the lass that’s kind,

Though nae sae gently born;

And, gin her heart I couldna win,

To takotake [sic] her hand I’d seornscorn [sic].”

“O hand your tongue, my brother John,

Ye wisna what ye say;

For I ha’e lued that bonnie faeeface [sic]

This mony a year and day.

“I’ve lued her lang, and lued her weel,

But her love I ne’er could win;

And what I eannacanna [sic] fairly gain.

To steal I think nae sin.”

Whan they cam’ to Glenlyon castle,

They lighted at the yett;

And out they eam’cam’ [sic], his three sisters,

Their brother for to greet.

And they have ta’en her, bonnie Baby,

And led her o’er the green;

And ilka lady spak’ a word,

But bonnie Baby spak’ nane.

Then out it spak’ her, bonnie Jane,

The youngest o’ the three:

“O lady, why look ye sae sad?

Come tell your grief to me.”

“O wharefore should I tell my grief,

Since lax I eannacanna [sic] find?

I’m far frae a’ my kin and friends,

And my love I left behind.