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HAUD AWA FRAE ME, DONALD.
Tune — Donald.
DONALD.
O, COME awa^ come awa,
Come awa wi' me, Jenny !
Sic frowns I canna bear frae ane,
Whase smiles ance ravish'd me, Jenny.
If you'll be kind, you'll never find
That ought shall alter me, Jenny ;
For ye're the mistress of my mind,
Whate'er you think of me, Jenny !
First when your sweets enslaved my heart,
Ye seem'd to favour me, Jenny ;
But now, alas ! you act a part
That speaks inconstancie, Jenny.
Inconstancie is sic a vice,
It's not befitting thee, Jenny ;
It suits not with your virtue nice.
To carry sae to me, Jenny.
JENNY.
O, baud awa, bide awa,
Haud awa frae me, Donald !
Your heart is made ower large for ane-~«
It is not meet for me, Donald.
Some fickle mistress you may find
Will jilt as fast as thee, Donald ;
To ilka swain she will prove kind.
And nae less kind to thee, Donald :
But I've a heart that's naething such ;
'Tis fill'd wi' honestie, Donald.
I'll ne'er love mony ; I'll love much ;
I hate all levitie, Donald,

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