We won’t marry you to-day, sirs, &c.
Will you marry us to-day, Miss? &c. (to another girl).
We will marry you to-day, sirs, &c.
—London, Regent’s Park (A. B. Gomme).
There’s three dukes a-riding, a-riding,
There’s three dukes a-riding,
Come a ransin, tansin, my gude wife.
Come a ransin, tansin te-dee,
Before I take my evening walk,
I’ll have a handsome lady,
The fairest one that I do see.
—Rosehearty, Pitsligo (Rev. W. Gregor).
One duck comes a-ridin’, sir, a-ridin’, sir,
A-ridin’ to marry you.
And what do you want with me, sir?