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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=344211" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Annan Water</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Annan water's wading deep,<br>And my love Annie's wondrous bonny;<br>And I am laith she suld weet her feet,<br>Because I love her best of ony.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Gar saddle me the bonny black,--<br>Gar saddle sune, and make him ready:<br>For I will down the Gatehope-Slack,<br>And all to see my bonny ladye.'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has loupen on the bonny black,<br>He stirr'd him wi' the spur right sairly;<br>But, or he wan the Gatehope-Slack,<br>I think the steed was wae and weary.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has loupen on the bonny gray,<br>He rade the right gate and the ready;<br>I trow he would neither stint nor stay,<br>For he was seeking his bonny ladye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O he has ridden o'er field and fell,<br>Through muir and moss, and mony a mire;<br>His spurs o' steel were sair to bide,<br>And fra her fore-feet flew the fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Now, bonny grey, now play your part!<br>Gin ye be the steed that wins my deary,<br>Wi' corn and hay ye'se be fed for aye,<br>And never spur sall make you wearie.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gray was a mare, and a right good mare;<br>But when she wan the Annan water,<br>She couldna hae ridden a furlong mair,<br>Had a thousand merks been wadded at her.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O boatman, boatman, put off your boat!<br>Put off your boat for gowden monie!<br>I cross the drumly stream the night,<br>Or never mair I see my honey.'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O I was sworn sae late yestreen,<br>And not by ae aith, but by many;<br>And for a' the gowd in fair Scotland,<br>I dare na take ye through to Annie.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The side was stey, and the bottom deep,<br>Frae bank to brae the water pouring;<br>And the bonny grey mare did sweat for fear,<br>For she heard the water-kelpy roaring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O he has pou'd aff his dapperpy coat,<br>The silver buttons glanced bonny;<br>The waistcoat bursted aff his breast,<br>He was sae full of melancholy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He has ta'en the ford at that stream tail;<br>I wot he swam both strong and steady;<br>But the stream was broad, and his strength did fail,<br>And he never saw his bonny ladye.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O wae betide the frush saugh wand!<br>And wae betide the bush of brier!<br>It brake into my true love's hand,<br>When his strength did fail, and his limbs did tire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And wae betide ye, Annan water,<br>This night that ye are a drumlie river!<br>For over thee I'll build a bridge,<br>That ye never more true love may sever.'--</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Lang">Andrew Lang</a><div class=q>
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And my love Annie's wondrous bonny;
And I am laith she suld weet her feet,
Because I love her best of ony.

'Gar saddle me the bonny black,--
Gar saddle sune, and make him ready:
For I will down the Gatehope-Slack,
And ..."></div>
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