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“HOUT AWA', JOHNNIE, LAD!”

Hout awa', Johnnie, lad! what maks ye flatter me?
Why wi' your praises sae meikle bespatter me?
Why sae incessantly deave and be-clatter me,
Teasing me mair than a body can bide?
Can I believe, when ye “angel” and “goddess” me,
That ye're in earnest to mak' me your bride?
Say, can a woman o' sense or yet modesty,
Listen to talk frae the truth sae far wide?