Proud Maisie is in the wood, Walking so early, Sweet Robin sits on the bush, Singing so rarely. "Tell me, thou bonny bird, When shall I marry me?" "When six braw gentlemen Kirkward shall carry ye." "Who makes the bridal bed, Birdie, say truly?" "The grey-headed sexton That delves the grave duly. The glow-worm o'er grave and stone Shall light thee steady"; The owl from the steeple sing, "Welcome, proud lady."
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