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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345790" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Forsaken Bride</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">O waly waly up the bank, <br> And waly waly down the brae, <br>And waly waly yon burn-side <br> Where I and my Love wont to gae! <br>I leant my back unto an aik, <br> I thought it was a trusty tree; <br>But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, <br> Sae my true Love did lichtly me. <br> <br>O waly waly, but love be bonny <br> A little time while it is new; <br>But when 'tis auld, it waxeth cauld <br> And fades awa' like morning dew. <br>O wherefore should I busk my head? <br> Or wherefore should I kame my hair? <br>For my true Love has me forsook, <br> And says he'll never lo'e me mair. <br> <br>Now Arthur-seat sall be my bed, <br> The sheets shall ne'er be prest by me, <br>Saint Anton's well sall be my drink, <br> Since my true Love has forsaken me. <br>Marti'mas wind, when wilt thou blaw <br> And shake the green leaves aff the tree? <br>O gentle Death, when wilt thou come? <br> For of my life I am wearïe. <br> <br>'Tis not the frost that freezes fell, <br> Nor blawing snaw's inclemencie— <br>'Tis not sic cauld that makes me cry, <br> But my Love's heart grown cauld to me. <br>When we came in by Glasgow town <br> We were a comely sight to see;<br>My Love was clad in the black velvét, <br> And I mysell in cramasie. <br> <br>But had I wist, before I kist, <br> That love had been sae ill to win, <br>I had lockt my heart in a case of gowd <br> And pinn'd it with a siller pin. <br>And oh, if my young babe were born, <br> And set upon the nurse's knee, <br>And I mysell were dead and gane, <br> And the green grass growing over me!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anonymous+Americas">Anonymous Americas</a><div class=q>
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 And waly waly down the brae, 
And waly waly yon burn-side 
 Where I and my Love wont to gae! 
I leant my back unto an aik, 
 I thought it was a trusty tree; 
But first it bow'd, and syne it brak, 
 Sae my true Love did l..."></div>
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