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Duke of Argyle's Courtship.

Did you never of a loyal Scot,
Who ne'er was concern'd in any plot.
I wiſh it might fall to my lot,
To marry me my deary O.
I wiſh I had you in Kintyre,
There your beauty I ſhould admire,
Then would I have my heart's desire,
And marry you my deary O.
You ſhall have ſervants ſtout and ſtark,
Both in and out to work your wark,
And I will kiſs you in the dark,
And marry you my deary O.
You ſhall have bannocks barley ſtore,
With gooſe and gaſling at your door,
And a good chaff bed upon the floor,
If you marry me my deary O.
You ſhall have plenty good Scots kail,
With a good fat haggies at every meal,
And after that Scots cakes and ale,
If you'll marry me my deary O.
Begone you proud and fancy Scot.
Your haggies ſall ne'er boil in my pot,
You ſall never be my deary O.