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Auld and raw the North did blaw,
 * bleak in the morning early;

A' the fields were hid with snaw,
 * cover'd with Winter yearly;

As I was riding o'er the Slough,
 * I met with a farmer's daughter,

With rosey cheeks and bonny brow;
 * good faith my mouth did water.

Down I veil'd my bonnet low,
 * meaning to shew my breeding;

She return'd a graceful bow,
 * her visage far exceeding.

I ask'd her where she was going so soon,
 * and long'd to hold a parley;

She told me to the next market town,
 * on purpose to sell her barley.

In this purse, sweet soul, said I,
 * twenty pounds lie fairly,

Seek no further one to buy,
 * for I'll take all thy barley:

Twenty pounds more shall purchase delight,
 * thy person I love so dearly,

If thou will lie with me all night,
 * and gang hame in the morning early.