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I know full well he will not say me nay, Though the old laird himself be cold and close.

Go, then, and speed thee well! [Exit.

Hear, bonnie lassies! the young laird himself Will soon be here, and foot it with you featly.

O, bless his comely face! among ye all There is not one that foots the floor like him,— With such a merry glee and manly grace!

We'll have no further dancing till he come. Meantime, good Rory, sing another song; Both bride and maidens like thy chanting well: And those who list may join the chorus rhyme.