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Auld England held him lang and fast; And Ireland had a joyfu' cast; But Scotland's turn has core at last—
 * Carle, now the Kiug's come.

Auld Reekie in her rokela gray, Thought never to bave seen the day; He's been a weary time away—
 * Carle, now the King's come.

She's kiring frae the Castle Hill; The Carline's voice is grown sae shrill, post at the Canon Mill,
 * Carle now the King's come.