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( 8 ) But mony a ad and our look,

And ay her head he’d hake;

My dear quoth I, what aileth thee,

to look ae oure on me?

I’ll never do the like again

if ye’ll ne’er tak the gee.

When that he heard. he ran, he lang

her arms about my neck,

And twenty kies in a crack,

and poor we thing, he grat.

If ye’ll ne’er do the like again,

but bide at hame wi’ me,

I'll lay my life l'e be the wife

that’s never tak the gee.

S.