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Whyles owre a linn the burnie plays,
As thro' the glen it wimpl'd;
Whyles round a rocky scaur it strays,
Whyles in a wiel it dimpl'd:
Whyles glitter'd to the nightly rays,
Wi' bickering, dancing dazzle;
Whyles cockit underneath the braes,
Below the spreading hazel,
Unseen that night.

Amang the branches, on the brae,
Between her and the moon,
The Deil, or else some outler Quey,
Gat up and gae a croon:
Poor Leezie's heart maist lap the hool;
Near lav'rock-height she jumpit,
But mist a fit, and in the pool,
Out owre the lugs she plumpit,
Wi' a plunge that night.

In order, on the clean hearth-stane,
The Luggies three[1] are ranged;
And every time great care is ta'en
To see them duly changed:

  1. Take three dishes, put clean water in one, foul water in another, and leave the third empty; blindfold a person, and lead him to the hearth, where the dishes are ranged; he or she dips the left hand: If, by chance, in the clean water, the future husband or wife will come to the bar of Matrimony a Maid; if in the foul, a Widow; if in the empty dish, it foretels with equal certainty, no marriage at all. It is repeated three times; and every time the arrangement of the dishes is altered.

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