with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns with critical observations and biographical notices, by Robert Burns
22'< " Fareweel, Meg !—And, O ! " Keep you ay within his care may : ! : Heav'n ^' Watty's heart yeVe lang been grievin*, " Now he'll never fash you mair. " Happy cou'd I been beside you, " Happy baith at morn and e'en " A' the ills did e'er betide you, " Watty ay turn'd out your frien*. " But ye ever like to see me " Vext and sighin', late and air. " Fareweel, Meg ! — I've sworn to lea' thee, " So thou'U never see me mair." Meg a' sabbin', sae to lose him. Sic a change had never wist, Held his han' close to her bosom. While her heart was like to burst. *' O my Watty, will ye lea' me, " Frien'less, helpless, to despair for this ae time forgi'e me " O ! " Never will I vex you mair." ^' Aye, ye've aft said thafy and broken *' A' your vows ten times a-week. " No, no, Meg ! See !—there's a token " Glitt'ring on my bonnet cheek.
223 " Owre the seas I march this morniiigj " Listet, testet, sworn an' a', " Forc'd by your confounded girning ; " Fareweel, Meg ! for Tm awa." Then poor Maggy's tears and clamour Gusht afresh, and louder grew, While the weans, wi' mournfu' yaumer Kound their sabbin' mother flew. " Thro' the yirth I'll wanner wi' you— " Stay, O Watty ! stay at hame ; ; " Here upo' my knees I'll gi'e you " Ony vow ye like to name. '^ See your poor young lammies pleadin', *' Will ye gang an' break our heart ? '' No a house to put our head in ! " No afrieri to take our part." Ilka word came like a bullet, Watty's heart begoud to shake On a kist he laid his wallet, Dightet baith his een and spake. " If ance mair I cou'd by writing, " Lea' the sodgers and stay still, '^ Wad you sw^ear to drap your flyting .?'* " Yes, O Watty! yes, I will!" •
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- Page 430 and 431: 174 O ER THE MOOR AMANO THE HEATHER
- Page 432 and 433: 176 While thus we lay she sang a sa
- Page 434 and 435: 178 If ruthless Li^ pass this M^ay,
- Page 436 and 437: 180 She is not the fairest, altho'
- Page 438 and 439: 18£ EPPIE m'NAB. The old song, wit
- Page 440 and 441: 184 THOU ART GANE AWA. This tune is
- Page 442 and 443: 186 No cold approach, no alter'd mi
- Page 444 and 445: 188 were composed to commemorate th
- Page 446 and 447: 190 LUCKY NANSIE. While fops in sof
- Page 448 and 449: 127 Hear then my charitable vow, De
- Page 450 and 451: 194 The following original Letter o
- Page 452 and 453: 196 FRAGMENTS. Tune — Willie's Ra
- Page 454 and 455: 198 She's ta'en three links of her
- Page 456 and 457: 200 But he set her on a coal-black
- Page 458 and 459: 202 BONNIE DUNDEE.* whare gat ye th
- Page 460 and 461: 204 YOUNG HYNHORN. ( To its own Tun
- Page 462 and 463: £06 I gat na't by sea, I gat na't
- Page 465 and 466: 209 Among the MS. papers of Burns,
- Page 467 and 468: 211 WATTY AND MEG. The reader is he
- Page 469 and 470: ^13 Dryster Jock was sitting cracky
- Page 471 and 472: 215 Mungo fill'd him up a toothfu',
- Page 473 and 474: 217 '* Night and day she's ever yel
- Page 475 and 476: 219 ^ For a wee I quietly knuckl'd,
- Page 477: 221 " Ye'U sit wi' your limmers rou
- Page 481: 225 Down he threw his staff victori
- Page 485 and 486: 220 THE JOLLY BEGGARS. This spirite
- Page 487 and 488: ^31 prominent persons are a maimed
- Page 489 and 490: to the general respect which is pai
- Page 491 and 492: 0,35 This here was for a wench, and
- Page 493 and 494: 2S7 Some one of a troop of dragoons
- Page 495 and 496: 239 ; ; My Grannie she bought me a
- Page 497 and 498: 241 II. With his phiUbeg an' tartan
- Page 499 and 500: 24S AIR. Tune—Whistle owre the la
- Page 501 and 502: 245 Tune—Clout the Caudron. Mj bo
- Page 503 and 504: ^47 He was a care-defying blade, As
- Page 505 and 506: 249 For a' that an a' that, An^ twi
- Page 507 and 508: !251 And at night, in barn or stabl
- Page 509 and 510: 253 with regret, advertised to be p
- Page 511: Q55 Such are the contents of a volu
- Page 514 and 515: 258 roosts and hedges, lifting lamb
- Page 516 and 517: £60 Note III, While she held up he
- Page 518 and 519: 26^ Note VIII. A pigmy scraper on a
- Page 520 and 521: 264 The strolling bard seems rejoic
- Page 522 and 523: ^66 PAGE My ain kind dearie O 60 My
- Page 524 and 525: S68. ' PAGE Auld Robin Gray «... 2
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223<br />
" Owre the seas I march this morniiigj<br />
" Listet, testet, sworn an' a',<br />
" Forc'd <strong>by</strong> your confounded girning ;<br />
" Fareweel, Meg ! for Tm awa."<br />
Then poor Maggy's tears <strong>and</strong> clamour<br />
Gusht afresh, <strong>and</strong> louder grew,<br />
While the weans, wi' mournfu' yaumer<br />
Kound their sabbin' mother flew.<br />
" Thro' the yirth I'll wanner wi' you—<br />
" Stay, O Watty ! stay at hame<br />
; ;<br />
" Here upo' my knees I'll gi'e you<br />
" Ony vow ye like to name.<br />
'^ See your poor young lammies pleadin',<br />
*' Will ye gang an' break our heart ?<br />
'' No a house to put our head in !<br />
" No afrieri to take our part."<br />
Ilka word came like a bullet,<br />
Watty's heart begoud to shake<br />
On a kist he laid his wallet,<br />
Dightet baith his een <strong>and</strong> spake.<br />
" If ance mair I cou'd <strong>by</strong> writing,<br />
" Lea' the sodgers <strong>and</strong> stay still,<br />
'^ Wad you sw^ear to drap your flyting .?'*<br />
" Yes, O Watty! yes, I will!"<br />
•
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