God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen!
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"Rise up, rise up, now, Lord Douglas," she says,
"And put on your armour so bright,
Let it never be said that a daughter of thine
Was married to a lord under night.
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A false, false night! Across the sightless sky
Passed and repassed, again and yet again,
A many-flickering smile of irony,
The hieroglyphic of an evil thought.
A few pale stars glistened like drops of sweat
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IN the hour of death, after this life's whim,
When the heart beats low, and the eyes grow dim,
And pain has exhausted every limb-
The lover of the Lord shall trust in Him.
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Willie has taen him oer the fame,
He's woo'd a wife and brought her hame.
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Yestreen the Queen had four Maries
The nicht she'll hae but three
There was Mary Seton, and Mary Beaton,
And Mary Carmichael and me.
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There once was a troop o' Irish dragoons
Cam marching doon through Fyvie-o
And the captain's fa'en in love wi' a very bonnie lass
And her name it was ca'd pretty Peggy-o
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When noses first were carved for men
Of varied width and height,
Strange smells and sweet were fashioned then
That all might know delight-
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Late at e'en, drinking the wine,
And ere they paid the lawing,
They set a combat them between,
To fight it in the dawing.
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Maytime, loveliest season,
Loud bird-parley, new growth green,
Ploughs in furrow, oxen yoked,
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