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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
mally's meek, mally's sweet chorus—mally's meek, mally's sweet, mally's modest and discreet; mally's rare, mally's fair, mally's every way complete. as i was walking up the street, a barefit maid i chanc'd to meet; but o the road was very hard for that fair maiden's tender feet. mally's meek, c. it were mair meet that those fine feet were weel laced up in silken shoon; an' 'twere more fit that she should sit within yon chariot gilt aboon, mally's meek, c. her yellow hair, beyond compare, comes trinklin down her swan-like neck, and her two eyes, like stars in skies, would keep a sinking ship frae wreck, mally's meek, c.m.hzgjJx.cOm