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The belt that was about her waist,
was set with Pearls round.
She set her by the nut-brown bride.
and her een they were so clear,
Lord Thomas he clean forgot the bride,
when fair Annet drew near.
He had a rose into his hand,
he gave me kisses three,
And reaching by the nut-brown bride
laid it on fair Annet’s knee,
Up then spake the nut-brown bride,
she spake with meikle spite,
Where got ye that rose water,
that washes you so white.
O I did get the rose water,
where ye will ne’er get nane,
For I did get that rose water,
into my mother’s wame.
The bride she drew a long bodkin,
frae out her gay head gear,
And struck fair Annet to the heart,
that a word spoke never more,
Lord Thomas saw fair Annet wax pale,
and marvel’d what might be,
But when he saw her dear heart's blood,
in great wrath waxed he.
He drew a dagger that was sharp,
