Her father wrote a broad letter wi speed,
And ordered his footman to run and ride;
He wrote a broad letter, he wrote it wi skill,
An sent it to Glenlogie, who had dune her the ill.
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The first line that he read, a light laugh gae he;
The next line that he read, the tear filld his ee:
‘O what a man am I, an hae I a maik,
That such a fine ladye shoud die for my sake?
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