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Rh For ſhe’s but twenty-four,

and I am ſixty-three,

And yet ſhe is a kind

and a loving wife to me.

Young Jamie lo’ed her weel,

and ſought her for his wife;

But he went to ſea.

and there he loſt his life:

Full ſore did ſhe mourn.

but it helped could not be:

Then I wiſh’d in my mind

ſhe would be a wife to me.

Her father got a fall,

by which his leg he broke;

Her mother ſhe fell ſick;

and little was their ſtock;

They had but ae milk-cow,

which was ſtolen from the byre;

And my bonny Jenny Bell

at working did not tyre.

Full fore did ſhe work,

and toil’d late and air,

Her parents to ſupport.

but ſcanty was their fare;

I ſaid I would maintain them,

if that ſhe would agree:

And ever would befriend them,

if ſhe would marry me.