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The Exciseman awakened with terrible fear,
Upstarted a collier, says what brought you hear,
Indeed Mr Devil, I don't very well know,
But I think I am come to the regions below.

Says the collier, what was you in the world above,
I was an Exciseman and few did me love;
Indeed Mr. Devil the truth I will tell,
Since I've got here, I'll be what you will.

Since you're an Exciseman, here you must remain,
You will never get out of this dark cell again;
The gates they are fast, and bind you secure.
All this you must suffer for robbing the poor.

Indeed Mr. Devil if you'll pity me,
No more will I rob the poor, you shall see;
If you will look over, as you've done before,
I never will rob the poor any more.

Come give me your money, which now I demand,
Before you can get to the christian land,
O yes, Mr. Devil, the Exciseman did say,
I wish to get back, for to see light of day.


DONALD OF DUNDEE

Young Donald is the blithest lad
That e'er made love to me,
Whene'er he's by my heart is glad,
He seems so gay and free: