Lord Ronald, My Son
LORD RANDAL—F
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Johnson's Museum, No 327, p. 337. Communicated by
Burns.
1
‘O where hae ye been, Lord Ronald, my son?
O where hae ye been, Lord Ronald, my son?’
‘I hae been wi my sweetheart; mother, make my bed soon,
For I'm weary wi the hunting, and fain wad lie down.’
2
‘What got ye frae your sweetheart, Lord Ronald, my son?
What got ye frae your sweetheart, Lord Ronald, my son?’
‘I hae got deadly poison; mother, make my bed soon,
For life is a burden that soon I'll lay down.’
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