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⟨Her⟩ jewels coastly, rich and rare
⟨She⟩ straight puts on again,
⟨She lightly⟩ springs upon her horse
⟨And⟩ leads his by the rein.
⟨This lady⟩ dear, was void of fear,
⟨Her⟩ steeds were swift and free,
⟨And she⟩ reached her father's lofty towers,
⟨Before⟩ the clock struck three.
⟨And first⟩ she met the stable groom,
⟨He⟩ was her waiting man,
⟨And⟩ when he heard his lady's voice,
⟨He⟩ ran with сар in han',
⟨Whar⟩ hae ye been, fair May Calzean?
Wha owns this dapple gray?
(illegible text) ⟨that's⟩ a foundling, she replied,
Which I got on my way."
⟨Then⟩ out and spake the green parrot,
⟨He⟩ says, fair May Culzean,
⟨O what⟩ hae ye done wi' yon brave Knight
⟨That⟩ gied wi' you yestreen?
⟨Haud⟩ your tongue my pretty parrot,
⟨An'⟩ I'se be kind to thee,
⟨For⟩ where ye got a handfu'o' groats
⟨My⟩ parrot shall get three.
