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5 But oon comply, or else I die,

ae tell me but a flaw:

If thou can love there's none above

thee, I can fancy ae;

I would be blet, If I but wit

that ye would hake, ray trae.

She, wi' a mile aid, ye're beguil'd,

I manna fancy thee,

My mither bau'd, he would me cauld,

ae dinnae die for me.

But yet I own as I’m near grown

a woman, ince it’s ae.

I’ll marry thee, yne ye'll get me

to hake your Peae Strae.

THE

MINISTER MAID’s COURTSHIP,

HEN I was a bonny wee laie,

I lived by yon river tide;

A benny wie laddie courted me,

for to make me his bride;

My mater being one of the Clergy,

I kentna we'l how to do;

But I courted ay wi' my laddie,

and pleas'd the Miniter to.

We waited a' opportunities,

ay when they were frae hame: