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" The lily white sail be your smock 



Becomes your body best ; 

 Your head sail be busk'd wi' gillyflower, 



And the primrose in your breast. 



IV 



" Your gown sail be the sweet-william, 



Your coat the camoviiie, 

 Your apron a' the salluds neat 



That taste baith sweet and fine. 



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" Your stockings sail be o' the braid kail-blade, 



That is baith braid and lang ; 

 And narrow, narrow at the cute, 



And braid, braid at the brawn. 



" Your gloves sail be the marigold, 



All glittering to your hand, 

 Well spread o'er wi' the blue blaewort 



That grows amang corn-land." 



VII 



" O fare ye well, young man," she says, 



" Farewell, and I bid adieu ; 

 If you can fancy me," she says, 



" O I cannot fancy you. 



Camorine, camomile ; cute, ankle ; brawn, calf ; blaewort, 

 corn bluebottle. 



