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SONG XII. The amorous Shepherd.
Na, Katie winna look sae low,
As notice me upo' the green;
Haith I am doild, because 'tis so,
That she is high and I am mean.
But, if the fates wad favour me,
And turn her to a lower guise,
Or make me rich, that I might be
An equal match to my dear prize;
As notice me upo' the green;
Haith I am doild, because 'tis so,
That she is high and I am mean.
But, if the fates wad favour me,
And turn her to a lower guise,
Or make me rich, that I might be
An equal match to my dear prize;
With confidence I then wad fly,
And court my bonny Katie syne;
No mortal monarch's state wad I
Think half so bless'd as that of mine.
Though I had a' the world wide
At my ain government to stand,
Nane but my Katie should be bride,
Or join with me in Hymen's band.
And court my bonny Katie syne;
No mortal monarch's state wad I
Think half so bless'd as that of mine.
Though I had a' the world wide
At my ain government to stand,
Nane but my Katie should be bride,
Or join with me in Hymen's band.
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