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Rosie. I wad be very wae to see
My lover tak the pet and die,
Wherefore I am inclin'd to ease ye,
And do what in me lies to please ye;
But first e'er we conclude the paction.
You must perform some valiant action.
To prove the truth of what you've said.
Else I, for you will die a maid.
Jouk. My dearest jewel gie't a name,
That I may win baith you and same:
Shall I gae fight with forest bulls.
Or hew down troops with thicker skulls;
Or sall I duck the deepest sea,
And coral pou for beads to thee,
Penty the Pope upon the nose.
Or p— upon a hundred beax?
Rosie. In troth dear lad, I wad be laith.
To risk your life or do you skaith;
Only employ your canny skill,
To gain, and rive your father's Will,
With the consent of Birss and Bawsy,
And I shall in my bosom hawse ye,
Soon as the fatal bonnets three,
Are ta'en frae them, and gi'en to me,
Jouk. Which to perserve I gied my aith;
But now the cause is life and death,
I must, or with my boneet part.
Or twin with you and break my heart,
Sae, though the aith we took was awfu,
To keep it now appears unlawfu'.
Then love I'll answer your demands.
And fly to letch them to your hands.
