‘Tho lords o renown hae you courted,
Young Donald your favour has won;
Ye’se get a’ the lands o Kingcaussie,
And Donald M’Donald, my son.’
F
Whitelaw’s Book of Scottish Ballads, p. 51, “from the recitation of a lady in Glasgow.”
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There was a braw ball in Edinburgh,
And mony braw ladies were there,