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 ladye she stood at her lattice high, Wi' her doggie at her feet; Thorough the lattice she can spy The passers in the street.

"There's one that standeth at the door, And tirleth at the pin: Now speak and say, my popinjay, If I sall let him in."

Then up and spake the popinjay That flew abune her head: "Gae let him in that tirls the pin, He cometh thee to wed."