Rob Roy
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For all the flowers
in your great gardens,

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I know you in my nose.
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Keep your stink off my name,
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or by God, I will clip you
as close as one of your gelded trees,

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and this carrion you keep
will not come between us!

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What pride to use
a fellow peer in public so!

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Damn his pride!
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Forgive me.
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Damn His Grace's pride.
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Why is it so beyond your belief
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that he might have yielded
to the sight of all that money?

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Unguarded, unasked, but there
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a lifetime's wages in a bag.
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Because I know him.
I know him more than half his life.

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But was he ever handed £1,000 before?
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He was handed a hundred times more.
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He was given trust, and he repaid in kind.
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Why do you not believe me?
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All right, Rob.
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He did not steal from you.
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But he has gone, the money's gone,
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and Montrose will not care
if you believe one thing or the other.

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- That's another matter.
- No. That's the only matter now.

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For all our sakes, Robert,
you must take off your high hat,

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and make what terms you can.
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Else our home is lost
and ourselves His Lordship's tenants.


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