Ah! ken ye what I met the day Out oure the Mountains A coming down by craggi[e]s grey An mossie fountains -- A[h] goud hair`d Marie yeve I pray Ane minute`s guessing -- For that I met upon the way Is past expressing. As I stood where a rocky brig A torrent crosses I spied upon a misty rig A troup o` Horses -- And as they trotted down the glen I sped to meet them To see if I might know the Men To stop and greet them. First Willie on his sleek mare came At canting gallop -- His long hair rustled like a flame On board a shallop. Then came his brother Rab and then Young Peggy`s Mither And Peggy too -- adown the glen They went togither -- I saw her wrappit in her hood Fra wind and raining -- Her cheek was flush wi` timid blood `Twixt growth and waning -- She turn`d her dazed head full oft For there her Brithers Came riding with her Bridegroom soft And mony ithers. Young Tam came up an` eyed me quick With reddened cheek -- Braw Tam was daffed like a chick -- He coud na speak -- Ah Marie they are all gane hame Through blustering weather An` every heart is full on flame Ah! Marie they are all gone hame Fra happy wedding, Whilst I -- Ah is it not a shame? Sad tears am shedding.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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