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' O wae betide my ill mither,

An ill death may she die ! She has no been the deid o' ane,

But she's been the deid of three.'

Then he's ta'en out a little dart,

Hung low down by his gore, He thrust it through and through his heart,

And words spak never more.

��$70. The T>ow2e Houms of Tarrow

T ATE at een, drinkin' the wine, ^ And ere they paid the lawin', They set a combat them between, To fight it in the dawin'.

1 stay at hame, my noble lord !

O stay at hame, my marrow ! My cruel brother will you betray,

On the dowie houms o' Yarrow.'

• O fare ye weel, my lady gay!

O fare ye weel, my Sarah ! For I maun gae, tho' I ne'er return

Frae the dowie banks o' Yarrow.'

She kiss'd his cheek, she kamed his hair,

As she had done before, O ; She belted on his noble brand,

An' he's awa to Yarrow.

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mate, husband or wife. dowie] doleful. houms] water-meads.

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