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Were na my Heart light I wad cffe.
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biggit her bonny bow'r down in yon glen; But now fhe cries dool&
When bonny young Johny cam o'er the fea.
He faid he faw naething fae lovely as me;
He hecht me baith rings and mom- bra things;
And were na my heart light I wad die.
He had a wee titty that loed na me,
Becaufe I was twice as bonny as (he;
She rais'd fick a pother 'twixt him and his mother,
That were na my heart light I wad die.
The day it was fet, and the bridal to be,
The wife took a dwam, and lay down to die;
She main'd and fhe grain'd out of dolour and pain,
Till he vow'd he never wad fee me again.
His kin was for ane of a higher degree,.
Said, What had he to do with the like of me J
Albeit I was bonny, I was na for Johny:
And were na my heart light I wad die.
They laid I had neither cow nor cauf,
Nor dribbles of drink rins thro' the draff,
Nor pickles of meal rins thro' the mill e-'e:
And were na my heart light I wad die.
His titty fhe was baith w£ lie and flee,
She fpy'd me as I came o'er the lee;
And then fhe ran in and made a loud din,
Believe your ain een, an ye trow na me.
His bonnet ftood ay fu' round on his brow; - ,
His auld ane looks ay as well as fome's new:
But now he lets't wear ony gate it will hing,
And cafts himfelf dowie xipd"' the corn bing.
And now he gaes drooping about the dykes,
And a' he dowdo is to huna the tykes:
The live-lang night he ne'er fteeks his eye:
And were na my heart light T wad die.
Were I young for thee, as I hae been,
We fhou'd hae Deen galloping down on _je>n green,
And linking it on the lily-white fee;
And wow gin. I v\ere but young for thee 1