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And when to ſeriouſneſs I'm bent,
ſhe’s a’together mad.
When I could like to hear her ſpeak.
ſhe chuſes to be dumb;
And when her ſilence much I ſeek,
ſhe rattles like a drum.
ſhe’s a’together mad.
When I could like to hear her ſpeak.
ſhe chuſes to be dumb;
And when her ſilence much I ſeek,
ſhe rattles like a drum.
And ſhe’s ay, ay deaving me, &c.
That wedlock is a Paradiſe,
let thoſe that ken it tell;
But yet in my opinion
it’s little leſs than hell:
But hope and comfort yet remain,
comfort, and no more,
Death will come and break the chain,
and free me from her power.
let thoſe that ken it tell;
But yet in my opinion
it’s little leſs than hell:
But hope and comfort yet remain,
comfort, and no more,
Death will come and break the chain,
and free me from her power.
And ſhe’ll ſoon, ſoon bury me, &c.

MARY OF GLENKILLOCH.
Will ye go to Glenkilloch, Mary,
where the burnie fa’s owre the linn?
its murmurs are dear to me Mary,
when borne on the laſt breathing win’
where the burnie fa’s owre the linn?
its murmurs are dear to me Mary,
when borne on the laſt breathing win’