He drew the mask from off his face,
The lady sweetly smiled:
‘Awa, awa, ye fause Willie!
How have you me beguiled?’
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Earl Richard he went thro the ha,
The wine-glass in his hand,
But little thought his kitchen-boy
Was heir oer a’ his land.
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He drew the mask from off his face,
The lady sweetly smiled:
‘Awa, awa, ye fause Willie!
How have you me beguiled?’
53
Earl Richard he went thro the ha,
The wine-glass in his hand,
But little thought his kitchen-boy
Was heir oer a’ his land.
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