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The Lord of Roslin’s daughter,

walk’d thro’ the woods her lane,

And bye Came Captain Wedderburn,

a servant to the king:

He said unto his servant man,

were it not against the law,

I would take her to my own bed,

and lay her next the wa‘.

I’m walking here alone she says,

amang my father’s trees;

And you may let me wa'k alone,

kind Sir,’now it you please;

The supper-bell it will be rung,

and I'll be miss'd you know;

So I will not lie in your bed,

neither at stock nor wa'.

He says my pretty lady,

I pray lend me your hand;

And you’ll have drums and trumpets,

always at your command;

And fifty men to gaurdguard [sic] you;

Who well their swords can draw:

And we'll both lie in ae bed,

and thou be next the wa’.

O hold away from me kind Sir,

I pray let go my hand;