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OR, CALEDONIAN WARBLER. 37
Fm gaun to meet Johnny, he's young and he's
bonny,
He's been at Meg's bridal, sae trig and sae braw !
Nane dances sae hghtly ! sae gracefu' ! sae tightly !
His cheek's like the new rose, his brow's like the
* Dear Marion, let that flee stick fast to the wa*,
Your Jock's but a gowk and has naething ava ;
The hale o' his pack he has now on his back,
He's thretty, and I am but threescore and twa.
Be frank now, and kindly, I'll busk ye aye finely.
To kirk or to market they'll few gang sae braw ;
A bien house to bide in, a chaise for to ride in,
An' flunkies to 'tend ye as aft as ye ca.*
*' My father aye tauld me, my mother an' a',
Ye'd mak a gude husband, an' keep me aye braw.
It's true I lo'e Johnny, he's gude and he's bonny,
But, wae's me ! ye ken he has naething ava !
I hae little tocher ; you've made a gude offer ;
I'm now mair than twenty ; my time is but sma' !
Sae gie me your plaidy, I'll creep in beside ye —
I thought ye'd been aulder than threescore and
twa."
She crap in ayont him, aside the stane wa',
Whare Johnny was list'ning, and heard her tell a' ;
The day was appointed ! — ^liis proud heart it dunted,.
And strack 'gainst his side, as if bursting in twa.