ANONYMOUS
Half-owre, half-owre to Aberdour,
? Tis fifty fathoms deep; And there lies gudc Sir Patrick Spens,
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��5<?2 The Dome Houms of Yarrow
' ATE at cen, drinkin' the wine, And ere they paid the lawin', They set a combat them between, To fight it in the dawin'.
'O 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'
fare ye wecl, 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 y s awa to Yarrow.
O he J s gane up yon high, high hill
1 wat he gaed wi' sorrow
An' in a den spied nine arm'd men, I' the dowie houms o' Yarrow.
5<?2 lawin'] reckoning. marrow] mate. dowie]
doleful. houms] water-meads.
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