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She kindly did encourage me,
ſo I grew well again,
And of Jenny Bell
I grew wonderous fain.
I’ve cloth’d her like a Lady,
ſhe like a queen appears:
I’m younger like already
by more than twenty years;
She uſes me ſo kindly,
ſo well we do agree.
Nae mortals live more friendly
than Jenny Bell and me.
The Death of Auld Robin Gray:
The Summer it was ſmiling,
and Nature it was gay,
When Jenny was attending.
on Auld Robin Gray;
For he was ſick at heart,
and had nae friend beſide,
But (illegible text) me poor Jenny
who newly was his bride.
Ah Jenny! ſhall I die he cry’d,
as ſure as I had birth:
Then ſee my poor auld banes,
