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 4 My love has wealth and beauty, the rich attend her door: My love has wealth and beauty, ; and I, alas ! am poor; The ribband fair, that bound her hair, is all that's left to me, While here I lie, alone to die, beneath the willow tree. I once had gold and silver, I thought 'ear without end: I once had gold and silver, and I thought I had a friend; My wealth is lost my friend is false! my love he stole from me; And here I lie, alone to die, beneath the willow tree!

THE GABERLUNZIE MAN.

The pauky auld carle came o’er the lee, With many good eens and good days to me, Saying, Guidwife for your courtesy, Will you ladge a silly poor man ? The night was cau'd, the catle was wot,