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(　102　) Lochleven Castle heard the rair,  An' Faulkland house the echo sounded; Highland Donald gae a stare.  The lassie sigh'd, but was nae wounded.] Comin', &c.  Tamie Tamson too was there,  Maggie Birnie was his dearie. He pat it in amang the hair,  An' puddled there till he was weary. Blyth, &c.  When e'enin' cam the town was thrang,  An' beds were no to get for siller; When e'er they fand a want o' room,  They lay in pairs like bread and butter. Blyth, &c.  Twa and twa they made the bed,  An' twa an' twa they lay thegither; When they had na room enough,  Ilk ane lap on aboon the tither. Blyth, &c.