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The belt that was about her waist,
was set with Pearls round.
She set her by the nut-brown bride.
and her een they were so clear,
Lord Thomas he clean forgot the bride,
when fair Annet drew near.
He had a rose into his hand,
he gave me kisses three,
And reaching by the nut-brown bride
laid it on fair Annet’s knee,
Up then spake the nut-brown bride,
she spake with meikle spite,
Where got ye that rose water,
that washes you so white.
O I did get the rose water,
where ye will ne’er get nane,
For I did get that rose water,
into my mother’s wame.
The bride she drew a long bodkin,
frae out her gay head gear,
And struck fair Annet to the heart,
that a word spoke never more,
Lord Thomas saw fair Annet wax pale,
and marvel’d what might be,
But when he saw her dear heart's blood,
in great wrath waxed he.
