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But sighing says that weary wight,
'I wish my life were at an end.'
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Then out and spake the Belly Blind;
He spake aye in good time.
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'Ye doe ye to the market place,
And there ye buy a loaf o wax.
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'Ye shape it bairn and bairnly like,
And in twa glassen een ye pit;
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'And bid her come to your boy's christening;
Then notice weel what she shall do.
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'And do you stand a little fore bye,
And listen weel what she shall say.'
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'Oh wha has loosed the nine witch knots
That was amo that ladie's locks?
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'And wha has taen out the kaims of care
That hangs amo that ladie's hair?
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'And wha's taen down the bush o woodbine
That hang atween her bower and mine?
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'And wha has killd the master kid
That ran beneath that ladie's bed?