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POSTHUMOUS POEMS
But ye'll gae down to yon wan water-side,
Gar make a ship of ashen tree;
And ye maun sail by seven ways
Between the faem and the green sea.

The first water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Wearieswyte;
Whoso cometh to that water
He shall have little delight.

The neist water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Wearieswan;
Whoso cometh to that water
He is nae sicker man.

The neist water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Weariesway;
Whoso cometh to that water
He wins the better away.

The neist water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Wearieswoe;
Whoso cometh to that water
He shall neither stand nor go.

The neist water ye'll sail upon
Men call it Weariesween;
Whoso cometh to that water
Of his body he shall have teen.

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