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 It may escape the courtly sparks, It may escape the learned clerks; But weel the watching lover marks The kind love that’s in her e’e. O this is no, &c.

WILT THOU BE MY DEARIE?

Wilt thou be my dearie? When sorrow wrings thy gentle heart, Wilt thou let me cheer thee? By the treasures of my soul, That’s the love I bear thee! I swear and vow, that only thou Shall ever be my dearie. Only thou, I swear and vow, Shall ever be my dearie.

Lassie, say thou lo’es me; Or if thou wilt na be my ain, Say na thou’lt refuse me; If it winna, canna be, Thou, for thine may choose me, Let me, lassie, quickly die, Trusting that thou lo’es me. Lassie, let me quickly die, Trusting that thou lo’es me.