Ye must marry Salton, leave Auchanachie.
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‘Auchanachie Gordon, he is but a man;
Altho he be pretty, where lies his free land?
Salton’s lands they lie broad, his towers they stand hie,
Ye must marry Salton, leave Auchanachie.
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‘Salton will gar you wear silk gowns fring’d to thy knee,