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And the Lowlands of Holland hath twin'd my love and me.

New Holland is a bonoy place, but in it grows no grain, Nor yet no habitation, within for to remain. The sugar canes are plenty, the wine drops from the tree, But the Lowlands of Holland, hath twin'd d my love and me.

New Holland it is very large, but it is scant of men, Yet to conquer New England, is what they do intend. And there is none can win them, so well they know the sea, O the Lowlands of Holland, hath twin’d my love and me.

O hold your tounge my daughter, be still and rest content, There are more lads in Galloway, thou needs not so lamemt. O there are none in Galloway, not one that longs for me.