He thocht that she was sleepin,
But when he drew the sma curtain by
Then he fell oot a weepin.
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‘O dear! is she dead? and a wow! is she dead?
Ah, woe’s me for our pairtin!
I rather had lost a’ the lands o Aboyne
Or I’d pairted wi Peggie Irvine.
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