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Guess then, am I Low-Church or High,
from that tow'r, or no steeple.
Whose merry toll exalts the soul,
and must make high-flown people!
from that tow'r, or no steeple.
Whose merry toll exalts the soul,
and must make high-flown people!
The guards came on, and look'd at John
with countenance most pleasant,
By whisper round they all soon found
he was no damag'd peasant:
Thus while John stood the best he cou'd,
expecting their decision;
Damn him, says one, let him be gone,
he's of our own religion.
with countenance most pleasant,
By whisper round they all soon found
he was no damag'd peasant:
Thus while John stood the best he cou'd,
expecting their decision;
Damn him, says one, let him be gone,
he's of our own religion.
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Johnny Faa, the Gypsie Laddie
The gypsies came to our good Lord's gate,
and vow but they sang sweetly;
They sang sae sweet, and sae very complete;
that down came the fair Lady.
and vow but they sang sweetly;
They sang sae sweet, and sae very complete;
that down came the fair Lady.
And she came tripping down the stair,
and a' her maids before her;
As soon as they saw her well-far'd face,
they coost the glamer o'er her.
and a' her maids before her;
As soon as they saw her well-far'd face,
they coost the glamer o'er her.
Gze tak from me this gay mantle,
and bring to me a plaidie,
For if kith and kin, and a'had sworn,
I'll follow the gypsie laddie.
and bring to me a plaidie,
For if kith and kin, and a'had sworn,
I'll follow the gypsie laddie.
Yestreen I lay in a well made bed,
and my good Lord beside me;
and my good Lord beside me;