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 ANONYMOUS

The first word that Sir Patrick read

So loud, loud laugh'd he; The neist word that Sir Patrick read

The tear blinded his e'e.
 * O wha is this has done this deed

And tauld the king o' me, To send us out, at this time o' year,

To sail upon the sea? 'Be it wind, be it wcet, be it hail, be it sleet,

Our ship must sail the f aem , The king's daughter o' Noroway,

'Tis we must fetch her hame.'

They hoysed their sails on Monenday morn

WV a' the speed they may; They hae landed in Noroway

Upon a Wodensday.

ii. The Return
 * Mak ready, mak ready, my merry men a'!

Our gude ship sails the morn.' 'Now ever alack, my master dear,

I fear a deadly storm.


 * I saw the new moon late yestreen

WV the auld moon in her arm; And if we gang to sea, master,

I fear we'll come to harm.'

They hadna sail'd a league, a league,

A league but barely three, When the lift grew dark, and the wind blew loud,

And gurly grew the sea.

lift] sky.

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