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THE WEE THiac. 



May 18, 



"^e Wee llhing; or Mary of Ca/lle Gary, an old Scots 

 Song. 



Saw ye my wee thing? Saw ye mine ain thing? Saw ye my true love 



down on yon lea ? Ctofs'd flie the mea - dow, ye- 



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iw'rs the ha 



ftreen at the gloaooiing? Soughtfhetheburniewharilow'rs thehawtree? 



" Her hair it is lint white ! her fkin it is milk-white ! 

 " Dark is the blue of her faft rolling ee ! 

 " Red red her ripe lip is, and fwetter than rofes ! 

 " Whar could my wee thing wander frae me ?'' 



' I faw na your wee thing, I faw na your ain thing, 



• Nor faw 1 your true love down hy yon lea ; 



' But I met my bonny thing late in the gloaming, 



* Down by the burnic whar flow'rs the haw tree.' 



