ANONYMOUS
1 O Mother, take you John Evangelist
All for to be your son, And he will comfort you sometimes,
Mother, as I have done.'
' O come, thou John Evangelist,
Thou'rt welcome unto me; But more welcome my own dear Son,
Whom I nursed on my knee/
Then He laid His head on His right shoulder, Seeing death it struck Him nigh
- The Holy Ghost be with your soul,
I die, Mother dear, I die/
O the rose, the gentle rose,
And the fennel that grows so green !
God give us grace in every place To pray for our king and queen.
Furthermore for our enemies all
Our prayers they should be strong :
Amen, good Lord ; your charity Is the ending of my song.
Two Rivers
GAYS Tweed to Till ^ ' What gars ye rin sae still ? * Says Till to Tweed 1 Though ye rin with speed
And I rin slaw, For ae man that ye droon
I droon twa/
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