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DURIESDYKE
 
“There’s nae moon by the white water
To do me ony good the day;
And but this wind a little slacken,
They shall have a sair seaway.

“O stir not for this nied, baby,
O stir not at my side;
Ye'll have the better birth, baby,
Gin ye wad but a little abide.”

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