‘Gude een, gude een, you gude auld man,’
‘Gude een, you earl’s knicht, sir;’
‘But you have a fair dochter,’ he says,
‘Will you grant her to me, sir?
O silks and satins she shall wear,
Indeed and so shall ye, sir.’
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‘I have a fair dochter,’ he says,
‘She’s fair of blood and bane, sir;
But an ye had your will o her