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 She cried, "O pray pity me!" Nought would he hear; Then with wild rainy eyes she obeyed. She chid when her Love was for clinking off wi' her. The pa'son was told, as the season drew near To throw over pu'pit the names of the peäir As fitting one flesh to be made.

The wedding-day dawned and the morning drew on; The couple stood bridegroom and bride; The evening was passed, and when midnight had gone The folks horned out, “God save the King," and anon The two home-along gloomily hied.

The lover Tim Tankens mourned heart-sick and drear To be thus of his darling deprived: He roamed in the dark ath'art field, mound, and mere,