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Let maidens of a silly mind,
Refuse what maist they're wanting,
Since we for yielding were designed,
We chastely should be granting.
Then I'll comply and marry Pate,
And syne my cockernony,
He's free to touz'e air or late,
While corn rigs are bonnie.
As I Came Down the Canno-gate,
As I came down the Canno-gate,
The Canno-gate, the Canno-gate,
As I came down the Canno-gate,
I heard a lassie sing, O:
Merry may the keel rowe,
The keel rowe, the keel rowe,
Merry may the keel rowe,
The ship that my love s in, O.
My love has breath of roses,
Of roses, of roses,
With arms of lily posies,
To fauld a lassie in, O.
Merry may, &c.
