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(7) (illegible text) But if I be not married, on es other men have been, You maidens fair, then have a care; I'se ly with you at e'en.
THE FLOWER OF EDINBURGH. My love was once a bonay lad, 11 he was the Aswer all his kin; li The abſence of his bomny face sroil has igent my tende: heart in twain. • I dav,sor night find no delight, in filent tears Irbil compiain, An excam gaidit thife my rival foes, ve that date ta en from me my carling ivai De pair and anguiſh fill my breaft, lince I have ivit m booming role ; I figh wad moaniwme 3ther Teit, his ablence yields me no repoſe. TS tek ny love lang and rove, the eyru grove and dilant pain. Thus All nee cate, but pendiny days charlidings froin my darling 'wait..
