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" And for an hour she'll hardly speak :
M Wha'd no ca' her a gawkie ?
u But sure my Maggie has mair sense*
u She'll gie a score without offence ;
&i Now gie me ane into the mense,,
" And ye shall be my dawtie."*
' O Jamie, ye hae mony ta'en,
i But I will never stand for ane,
* Or twa when we do meet again,
' So ne'er think me a gawkie.^
a Ah, na, lass, that canna be ;
" Sic thoughts as thae are far frae me,.
u Or ony thy sweet face that see,
" E'er 10 think thee a gawkie."
Eut, whisht, nae mair o' this we'll speak,,
For yonder Jamie does us meet ;
Instead o' Meg he kiss'd sae sweet,
I trow he likes the gawkie.
M O dear Bess, I hardly knew,
-" When I came by your gown sae new ;
f I think you've got it wet wi' dew."
Quoth she, c That's like a gawkie ;

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