Stray Leaves from the Portfolios of Alisander the Seer, Andrew Whaup, and Humphrey Henkeckle Edited by Alexander Rodger |
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I ANCE WAS IN LOVE.
I ance was in love—maybe no lang ago,
And I lo'ed ae sweet lassie most dearly,
I sought her wee hand, but her daddy growled ‘no,’
Which stung my young heart most severely;
For he, wealthy wight, was an auld crabbit carle,
Wha held fast the grip he had got o' the warl,
So, the poor plackless laddie got nought but a snarl
For lo'eing the lassie sincerely.
And I lo'ed ae sweet lassie most dearly,
I sought her wee hand, but her daddy growled ‘no,’
Which stung my young heart most severely;
For he, wealthy wight, was an auld crabbit carle,
Wha held fast the grip he had got o' the warl,
So, the poor plackless laddie got nought but a snarl
For lo'eing the lassie sincerely.
But love wadna hide, and the lassie lo'ed me,
And O her black een tald it clearly,
That she'd tak' and wed me without a bawbee,
Although she had twa hundred yearly.
So, ae winter night when her dad was asleep,
And the wind made the doors a' to rattle and cheep,
Frae out the back window she made a bit leap,
And my arms kepp'd the prize I lo'ed dearly.
And O her black een tald it clearly,
That she'd tak' and wed me without a bawbee,
Although she had twa hundred yearly.
So, ae winter night when her dad was asleep,
And the wind made the doors a' to rattle and cheep,
Frae out the back window she made a bit leap,
And my arms kepp'd the prize I lo'ed dearly.
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Auld Gripsiccar wasna to haud nor to bin':
He tint a' his wee judgment nearly,
He stormed, he rampaged, he ran out, he ran in,
And he vowed we should smart for it dearly:
But time wrought a change, when he saw his first oe,
Nae langer was heard then the growl and the ‘no:’
Our house now is Gripsiccar, Goodson, & Co.,
While our labours are prospering yearly.
He tint a' his wee judgment nearly,
He stormed, he rampaged, he ran out, he ran in,
And he vowed we should smart for it dearly:
But time wrought a change, when he saw his first oe,
Nae langer was heard then the growl and the ‘no:’
Our house now is Gripsiccar, Goodson, & Co.,
While our labours are prospering yearly.
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