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The Rose and the Fair Lilye.
The Earlsburn Glen is gay and green,
The Earlsburn water cleir,
And blythely blume on Earlsburn bank
The broom and eke the brier!
Twa Sisters gaed up Earlsburn glen—
Twa maidens bricht o' blee—
The tane she was the Rose sac red,
The tither the Fair Lilye!
'Ye mauna droop and dwyne, Sister'—
Said Rose to fair Lilye—
'Yer heart ye mauna brek, Sister—
For ane that's ower the sea:
'The vows we sillie maidens hear
Frae wild and wilfu' man,
Are as the words the waves wash out
When traced upon the san'!'
