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 8 Her name it is Jeanny, fhe lives in Plantanie, a tall preatty girl about feventeen. My curfe light upon on and he that begat you, and all your anceftors ye limb of the de'il. For if ye’ve deftroy’d her ye villain, here’s at ye, for that’s juft the laffie that I like fo weel. O fhephard your thre things are very un manly, fhe’ll pafs for a maiden wi’ ony but you. You’re welcome to wed her and free to enjoy her, for unto fuch as her I now bid adieu. Faith do you think that I am fo fimple, before I wad wed her I’d put out her breath. And if I could fee her when thie fury is on me with this hazel rung I would finifh you baith. 0 Jamie, O Jamie, with patience loos round ye, ' ye kenna the looks nor the voice of your Jean. 0 Jamie, I thougbt that your mind had been changed, its thirty lang weeks frae I faw you and twa, I borrowed this cleaning frae one of the neigbour, I never had a wifh you would ken me ava. O Jeanie, O Jeanie, why did you fae teafe me, I’ll no be myfel’ thefe eight days and mair. Come into my arms before I forgive you, and gie’s all the kiffes you hae for to fpare. And now he is wed on bis own lovely Jeanie, and now they do live on the hills of I’raquire. Now he is wed on his own lovely Jennie, she langer he kena her he like her the mair. FINIS.