My Father Couldna Work—my Mither Couldna Spin; I Toiled Day And Night But Their Bread I Couldna Win;

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My father couldna work,—my mither couldna spin; I toiled day and night, but their bread I couldna win; And Rob maintained them baith, and, wi' tears in his e'e, Said, "Jennie for their sakes, will you marry me?"

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15.10.2025 23:49

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