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THE BROOMFIELD HILL—E
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‘I'll wager, I'll wager wi you, fair maid,Five hunder punds and ten,
That a maid winna gae to the bonnie green bower,
An a maid return back agen.’
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‘I'll wager, I'll wager wi you, kin' sir,Five hunder punds and ten,
That a maid I'll gang to the bonnie green bower,
An a maid return again.’
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But when she cam to the bonnie green bower,Her true-love was fast asleep;
Sumtimes she kist his rosie, rosie lips,
An his breath was wondrous sweet.
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Sometimes she went to the crown o his head,Sometimes to the soles o his feet,
Sometimes she kist his rosie, rosie lips,
An his breath was wondrous sweet.
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She's taen a ring frae her finger,Laid it upon his breast-bane;
It was for a token that she had been there,
That she had been there, but was gane.
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‘Where was you, where was ye, my merrymen a',That I do luve sae dear,
That ye didna waken me out o my sleep
When my true love was here?
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‘Where was ye, where was ye, my gay goshawk,That I do luve sae dear,
That ye didna waken me out o my sleep
Whan my true love was here?’
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‘Wi my wings I flaw, kin' sir,An wi my bill I sang,
But ye woudna waken out o yer sleep
Till your true love was gane.’
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‘Where was ye, my bonnie grey steed,That I do luve sae dear,
That ye didna waken me out o my sleep
When my true love was here?’
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‘I stampit wi my fit, maister,And made my bridle ring,
But ye wadna waken out o yer sleep,
Till your true love was gane.’
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