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And she to her husband the same soon reveal'd,
Giving orders to watch them as they're in the field.
All day then her father went walking about,
And after her he still kept a look out.
Till hard on the evening she went to the glen,
Where Grigor was waiting to hear her explain
Giving orders to watch them as they're in the field.
All day then her father went walking about,
And after her he still kept a look out.
Till hard on the evening she went to the glen,
Where Grigor was waiting to hear her explain
The way they would manage and make matters go,
Her father did follow and heard them also,
He stepped in softly, stood over the cave,
Hearing their discourses, how they would behave.
At length he advanced, cried, Grigor, what now?
Is this the reward from such an orphan as you?
You know I’ve maintained you since seven years old
And now your intentions they seem very bold.
Her father did follow and heard them also,
He stepped in softly, stood over the cave,
Hearing their discourses, how they would behave.
At length he advanced, cried, Grigor, what now?
Is this the reward from such an orphan as you?
You know I’ve maintained you since seven years old
And now your intentions they seem very bold.
Then Grigor ask'd pardon, and thus he did say,
Sir, I’m at your disposal, then do as you may;
The old man in a passion there chiding did stand,
Till Katty took courage and speech into hand.
Why mean ye, dear father, on us for to frown?
Was this man a beggar I’m sure he’s our own,
He’s of our kindred, our flesh, and our blood,
And you know very well his behaviour is good.
Sir, I’m at your disposal, then do as you may;
The old man in a passion there chiding did stand,
Till Katty took courage and speech into hand.
Why mean ye, dear father, on us for to frown?
Was this man a beggar I’m sure he’s our own,
He’s of our kindred, our flesh, and our blood,
And you know very well his behaviour is good.
’Tis him that I chose for my husband, and shall;
Go, give all your riches to whom that you will,
Do not think I’m a hog or a horse to be sold,
Away to some num-skull that has nought but gold?
The father in a rage to the mother did go,
And told their proceedings with sorrow and woe;
He seem’d that night as his anger had been gone,
Lest that young Grigor from the place should abscon⟨d.⟩
Go, give all your riches to whom that you will,
Do not think I’m a hog or a horse to be sold,
Away to some num-skull that has nought but gold?
The father in a rage to the mother did go,
And told their proceedings with sorrow and woe;
He seem’d that night as his anger had been gone,
Lest that young Grigor from the place should abscon⟨d.⟩
