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I tossed and I tumbled,
And sleep frae me fled.
Now, it's, sleeping and waking,
He's aye in my ee,
And my heart aye plays
Dunt, dunt, dunt, pittie pattie.*
THE SAILOR AND SHEPHERDESS.
SAILOR.
When lightning parts the thunder-cloud,
That blackens all the sea,
And tempests sough through sail and shroud,
Ev'n then I'll think on thee, Mary.
SHEPHERDESS.
I wrap me in that keepsake plaid,
And lie down amang the snaw ;
While frozen are the tears I shed,
For him that's far awa, Willie I
SAILOR.
—
We sail past mony a bonny isle
Wi' maids the shores are thrang ;
Before my ee there's but ae smile,
Within my ear ae sang, Mary.
SHEPHERDESS.
In kirk, on every Sabbath-day,
For ane on the great deep,
Unto my God I humbly pray
And while I pray, I weep, Willie.
* From the Tea-Table Miscellany, 1724,
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