63. Your breast shall be of the beaming gold.
71. cock he.
72. crowd an hour too soon.
73. day, so she.
74. it prov’d but the.
Notes and Queries, I, xii, 227:
62. But crow not until it be day.
63. And your breast shall be made of the burnishd gold.
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‘Auld Matrons,’ Buchan’s Ballads of the North of Scotland, II, 238; Motherwell’s MS., p. 585, with the title