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The wind wears roun' the day wears doun	A
The moon is grisly grey	B
There's nae man rides by the mirk muirsides	C
Nor down the dark Tyne's way	B
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
And winna ye watch the night wi' me	D
And winna ye wake the morn	A
Foul shame it were that your ae mither	B
Should brook her ae son's scorn	A
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
O mither I may not sleep nor stay	B
My weird is ill to dree	B
For a fause faint lord of the south seaboard	E
Wad win my bride of me	D
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
The winds are strang and the nights are lang	F
And the ways are sair to ride	G
And I maun gang to wreak my wrang	F
And ye maun bide and bide	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
Gin I maun bide and bide Willie	D
I wot my weird is sair	B
Weel may ye get ye a light love yet	H
But never a mither mair	B
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
O gin the morrow be great wi' sorrow	B
The wyte be yours of a'	I
But though ye slay me that haud and stay me	D
The weird ye will maun fa'	J
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
When cocks were crawing and day was dawing	F
He's boun' him forth to ride	G
And the ae first may he's met that day	B
Was fause Earl Robert's bride	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
O blithe and braw were the bride folk a'	I
But sad and saft rade she	D
And sad as doom was her fause bridegroom	K
But fair and fain was he	D
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
And winna ye bide sae saft ye ride	G
And winna ye speak wi' me	D
For mony's the word and the kindly word	L
I have spoken aft wi' thee	D
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
My lamp was lit yestreen Willie	D
My window gate was wide	G
But ye camena nigh me till day came by me	D
And made me not your bride	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
He's set his hand to her bridle rein	A
He's turned her horse away	B
And the cry was sair and the wrath was mair	B
And fast and fain rode they	B
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
But when they came by Chollerford	G
I wot the ways were fell	M
For broad and brown the spate swang down	A
And the lift was mirk as hell	M
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
And will ye ride yon fell water	B
Or will ye bide for fear	B
Nae scathe ye'll win o' your father's kin	A
Though they should slay me here	B
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
I had liefer ride yon fell water	B
Though strange it be to ride	G
Than I wad stand on the fair green strand	G
And thou be slain beside	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
I had liefer swim yon wild water	B
Though sair it be to bide	G
Than I wad stand at a strange man's hand	G
To be a strange man's bride	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
I had liefer drink yon dark water	B
Wi' the stanes to make my bed	G
And the faem to hide me and thou beside me	D
Than I wad see thee dead	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
He's kissed her twice he's kissed her thrice	C
On cheek and lip and chin	A
He's wound her rein to his hand again	A
And lightly they leapt in	A
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
Their hearts were high to live or die	G
Their steeds were stark of limb	N
But the stream was starker the spate was darker	B
Than man might live and swim	N
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
The first ae step they strode therein	A
It smote them foot and knee	A
But ere they wan to the mid water	B
The spate was as the sea	A
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A
But when they wan to the mid water	B
It smote them hand and head	G
And nae man knows but the wave that flows	C
Where they lie drowned and dead	G
In in out and in	A
Blaws the wind and whirls the whin	A

Algernon Charles Swinburne

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