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Syne, if that her tippeny chance to be sma',
We tak' a gude scour o't, and ca't awa.
Todlin hame, todlin harae,
As round as a neep come todlin hame.
My kimmer and I lay doun to sleep,
And twa pint-stoups at our bed's feet ;
And aye when we waken'd we drank them dry : —
What think ye o' my wee kimmer and I ?
Todlin butt, and todlin ben,
Sae round as my loove comes todlin hame
Leeze me on liquor, my todlin dow,
Ye're aye sae gude-humour'd when weetin your mou' !
When sober sae sour, ye'll fecht wi' a flee.
That 'tis a blythe nicht to the bairns and me,
When todlin hame, todlin hame.
When, round as a neep, ye come todlin hame.*
THE ABSENT LOVER.
MISS BLAMIRE.
What ails this heart o* mine ?
What ails this watery ee ?
What makes me aye turn cauld as death
When I tak leave o' thee ?
When thou art far awa,
Thou'lt dearer grow to me ;
But change o' fouk and change o' place
May gar thy fancy jee.
* Fiom the Tea-Table Miscellany (1724), where it is marked as a song
of unknown antiquity.
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