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O whan she came to the palace yate,
His mither a golden chair did set.
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An was she maid or was she nane,
She sat in it till the day was dane.
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An she's calld on her bowr woman,
That waiting was her bowr within.
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'Five hundred pound, maid, I'll gi to the,
An sleep this night wi the king for me.'
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Whan bells was rung, an mass was sung,
An a' man unto bed was gone,
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Gil Brenton an the bonny maid
Intill ae chamber they were laid.
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'O speak to me, blankets, an speak to me, sheets,
An speak to me, cods, that under me sleeps;
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'Is this a maid that I ha wedded?
Is this a maid that I ha bedded?'
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'It's nae a maid that you ha wedded,
But it's a maid that you ha bedded.
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'Your lady's in her bigly bowr,
An for you she drees mony sharp showr.'