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(　102　) Lochleven Castle heard the rair, An' Faulkland house the echo sounded; Highland Donald gae a stare. The lassie sigh'd, but was nae wounded.]

Tamie Tamson too was there, Maggie Birnie was his dearie. He pat it in amang the hair, An' puddled there till he was weary.

When e'enin' cam the town was thrang, An' beds were no to get for siller; When e'er they fand a want o' room, They lay in pairs like bread and butter.

Twa and twa they made the bed, An' twa an' twa they lay thegither; When they had na room enough, Ilk ane lap on aboon the tither.