THE GARDENER—C
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Communicated from memory by Dr Thomas Davidson as
learned in Old Deer, Aberdeenshire.
1
Burd Ellen stands in her bower-door,
As straucht's a hollan wand,
And by it comes the gairdner-lad,
Wi a red rose in his hand.
2
Says, I have shapen a weed for thee
Amang my simmer flowers;
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3
‘Gin ye hae shapen a weed for me,
Amang your simmer flowers,
It's I'll repay ye back again,
Amang the winter showers.
4
‘The steed that ye sall ride upon
Sall be o the frost sae snell,
And I'll saddle him wi the norlan winds,
And some sharp showers o hail.’
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