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 CHRIST'S KIRK ON THE GREEN.

CANTO I.

WAS ne'er in Scotland heard or ſees ſic dancing and deray; Nouther at Faulkland on the Green, nor Peebies at the play, As was of wooers, as I ween, at Chriſt's Kirk on a day; There came our Kitties waſhen clean, in new kirtles of grey. Fou gay that day. To dance theſe damſels did them dight, thir laſſes light of laits, Their gloves were of the raſſel right, their ſhoon were of the ſtraits, Their kirtles were of Lincome light, well preſt wi' mony plaits, They were ſae nice, when men they nicht they ſqueel'd like ony gaits Fou loud that day. Of all theſe maidens, mild as mead, was nane ſae jimp as Gilly, As ony roſe her rude was red, her lyre was like the lily; Fou yellow, yellow was her head, but ſhe of love was filly; Tho' a' her kin had ſworn her dead, ſhe wad hae but ſweet Willy, Alane that day.