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THE CRUEL BROTHER—H

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Herd's MSS, i, 44, ii, 75; Scottish Songs, 1776, i, 90; appended to G.

She louted down to gie a kiss,
With a hey and a lilly gay
He stuck his penknife in her hass.
And the rose it smells so sweetly
‘Ride up, ride up,’ cry'd the foremost man;
‘I think our bride looks pale and wan.’