Nursery Rhyme. CXXXV. Songs.

        [A north-country song.]

    Says t'auld man tit oak tree,
    Young and lusty was I when I kenn'd thee;
    I was young and lusty, I was fair and clear,
    Young and lusty was I mony a lang year;
    But sair fail'd am I, sair fail'd now,
    Sair fail'd am I sen I kenn'd thou.

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