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 ( 3 ) Robin's come hame frae the plough, holland's green. holland; Cries, Is my dinner ready now, bonty bows, Robin. You're a' miſtaen, goodman, ſays ſhe, holland's green, hollard; Da you think I'll ſervant be to thee? benty bows, Robin. Robin's game unto the faul', holland's green, holland; He's catch'd a wedder by the ſpaul, benty bows, Robin. He carried it, and brought it asmas, holland's green, holland, To give it to his dainty dare; benty boss Robin. Robin kill'd his wedder blacks holland's green holland ; He's laid the ſkin upon her back; benty bows. Robin. He's laid the skin upon her back, die holland's green, holland And on the ſkin he laid a creck; benty bows, Robin.