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 jewels coastly, rich and rare

She straight puts on again,

lightly springs upon her horse

And leads his by the rein.

lady dear, was void of fear,

Her steeds were swift and free,

she reached her father's lofty towers,

Before the clock struck three.

first she met the stable groom,

He was her waiting man,

when he heard his lady's voice,

He ran with сар in han'

Whar hae ye been, fair May Calzean?

" Wha owns this dapple gray?

that's a foundling, she replied,

" Which I got on my way."

Then out and spake the green parrot,

" He says, fair May Culzean,

what hae ye done wi' yon brave Knight

" That gied wi' you yestreen?

" Haud your tongue my pretty parrot,

" An' I'se be kind to thee,

where ye got a handfu'o' groats

My parrot shall get three.