This grit falsehood for to see,
He turnd about, and, wi a gloom,
He straucht did tak farewell o me.
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‘O fare thee well, my once lovely maid!
O fare thee well, once dear to me!
O fare thee well, my once lovely maid!
For wi me again ye sall never be.’
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‘Sit doun, sit doun, Jamie Douglas,