The Works of The Ettrick Shepherd Centenary Edition. With a Memoir of the Author, by the Rev. Thomas Thomson ... Poems and Life. With Many Illustrative Engravings [by James Hogg] |
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I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie.
“O what maks you sae dowie, lassie?
What maks you sae cheerless?
For wit, an' fun, an' harmless glee,
My Peggy aye was peerless.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye've lost a frien', or catch'd the spleen,
Or for some lad thought lang, Peggy.”
What maks you sae cheerless?
For wit, an' fun, an' harmless glee,
My Peggy aye was peerless.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye've lost a frien', or catch'd the spleen,
Or for some lad thought lang, Peggy.”
“Yes, I hae catch'd a weary spleen
Has banish'd a' my mirth, Jamie;
An' I hae lost the dearest frien'
That e'er I ken'd on earth, Jamie.
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
For I've lien in an unco bed,
Ayont an' unco man, Jamie.”
Has banish'd a' my mirth, Jamie;
An' I hae lost the dearest frien'
That e'er I ken'd on earth, Jamie.
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
For I've lien in an unco bed,
Ayont an' unco man, Jamie.”
“Ah, wae's my heart for what ye've done!
Ye canna hide it lang, Peggy;
How could ye use your love sae ill?
Ye have done a' wrang, Peggy.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye promis'd aft to marry me,
An' aye ere it was lang, Peggy.
Ye canna hide it lang, Peggy;
How could ye use your love sae ill?
Ye have done a' wrang, Peggy.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye promis'd aft to marry me,
An' aye ere it was lang, Peggy.
“I'm unco wae to tak my leave;
But that's the thing maun be, Peggy:
I'll never like a lass sae weel,
Sin' I hae done wi' thee, Peggy.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye promis'd aft to marry me,
An' aye ere it was lang, Peggy.”
But that's the thing maun be, Peggy:
I'll never like a lass sae weel,
Sin' I hae done wi' thee, Peggy.
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye're gane a' wrang, Peggy,
Ye promis'd aft to marry me,
An' aye ere it was lang, Peggy.”
“I weel deserve my hapless lot,
Ye war sae kind an' true, Jamie;
My broken heart will ne'er forget
How I've misused you, Jamie.
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie;
For I've lien in an unco bed,
Ayont an unco man, Jamie.”
Ye war sae kind an' true, Jamie;
My broken heart will ne'er forget
How I've misused you, Jamie.
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie,
I'm gane a' wrang, Jamie;
For I've lien in an unco bed,
Ayont an unco man, Jamie.”
“My dear, I ken ye've done amiss;
But blame was far frae thee, Peggy:
I'll tell you what will gar you blush,—
The unco man was me, Peggy.
We've done a' wrang, Peggy,
We've done a' wrang, Peggy;
We'll do the best that now remains,
An' wed ere it be lang, Peggy.”
But blame was far frae thee, Peggy:
I'll tell you what will gar you blush,—
The unco man was me, Peggy.
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We've done a' wrang, Peggy;
We'll do the best that now remains,
An' wed ere it be lang, Peggy.”
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