‘An I be saie welcom,’ he says,
‘Ye’ll kiss me for my coming,
For the morn sud ha ben my weding-day
Gif I had stayed att London.’
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She turned her about we a disdanfull look,
O dear, she was a pritty woman!
‘Gin the morn sud ha ben yer weding-day,
Ye may kiss yer houers at London.’
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