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WEARIESWA'
 
The neist wave that cam nigh the ship,
It smote her in the head;
"Haul round, haul round," quo' the eldest man,
"This water maun be our deid!"

And they spied ower the wan sea wide
To see gin ony help might be;
And there they saw him, Hynd Robert,
That fleeted upright in the sea.

And they spied out upon the sea,
It was a weary water and wan;
And there they saw him, Hynd Robert
That fleeted as a living man.

"O whatten a weird is this, Hynd Robert,
That is of your body,
To fleet out ower in the easterin' wind
That thraws upon the sea?"

The wind shall blaw in the wan water,
It shall never slack for me,
Till ye bring my lady to yon sea-sand,
Cast her body in the sea.

The wind shall thraw in the wild water;
I wot it shall never bide,
Till ye bring that lady to your sea-banks,
Cast her body ower the ship's side.

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