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7 One babe she had at every foot, And one in her arms did ly.

The Captain took her straight in his arms, O a happy man was he, Saying Welcome bonny Jeanie Gordon, Countess of Northumberland to be.

The Captain came off with his Lady, And his lovely babies three, Saying, I'm as good blood by descent, Though the great Duke of Gordon you be.

You Gallic Gasconaders, Your boats of war prepare, And prove yourselves invaders, Of Britain—if you dare. All eager, arm'd, and steady, On shore, and on the seas, Her gallant sons are ready, To meet you when you please.

September's reign is ended, Her harvest safely home, Then why, if you intend it, Do you delay to come.