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And now the ⟨knot⟩ so sucky are got,
They'll go to sleep ⟨without⟩ rocking O:
While the bride-maids for so gravely prepare
For throwing of the stocking O.
Dacadems we'll have says father Quipes
And the bride was kissed genteelly O,
While to wish them fun the merry pipes
Struck up a lilt so gaily O.
Teddery teddery, &c.
MY NANNIE O.
Behind yon hills where Lugar flows,
'Maug moors and mosses many O:
"The wintry sun the day has clos'd,
An' I'll away to Nannie O.
The westlin wind blaws loud and shril,
The night baith dark and (illegible text)loy O,
But I'll get my plaid and out I'll steal,
And o'er the hill to Nannie, O.
My Nannie's charming fair and young
Nae artfu' wiles to win me O,
May ill befs' the flatt ring tongue,
