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Miss Mary Jade of Donny Rill

An old oak tree rests by a stream
     That from the hills comes leaping,
And washes by a lovers’ grave
     Where Mary Jade sits weeping.

Miss Mary Jade lived long ago
     Off Donny Rill and Glen.
A fairer lass ne’er passed that way,
     Nor graced the eyes of men.

The sun shone golden in her hair,
     ‘Neath fair or cloudy skies.
Sparkling smiles sprung from ruby lips.
     The blue bright in her eyes.

Come there one spring a strapping lad
     In build no one so fine.
When Mary she did spy him out
      Said, “Now here’s one that’s mine.

“My own beloved, I claim him so
     “To him I shalt be true
“And ne’er let him do stray from me.
     “Fore’er we’ll be as two.”

A goodly wife I seek,” said he
     “Along the Donny Rill.
“And for my love a house I’ll build
     “Under a bonny hill.”

Said Mary Jade, “Here shall we bide
     “And e’er now shall we find
“A life of love and happiness
     “Until the sun goes blind.”

When all was done, a stoutly home
     Sat cozy under hill.
To fetch his bride, the lad went forth
     Along the Donny Rill.

Miss Mary Jade, she dressed so fine
     A hoped for wedding day
And took herself up Donny Rill
     That lovely day in May.

Come she to that cottage bower
     There thought to catch a man
Then shocked to find him now abed
     Arms locked ‘round Susan Ann.

The newly weds lay fast asleep
     As babes in mother’s arms.
The lovers they had spent themselves
     Upon each others’ charms.

Miss Mary Jade returned anon
     With heavy stone she found
And rapped them each upon their heads
     And shoved them underground.

An old oak tree rests by a stream
     That from the hills comes leaping
And washes by a lovers’ grave
     Where Mary Jade sits weeping.

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            copyright © 2012 by mari t.
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