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Disasters a' would disappear;
Then begins the jub'lee year.
O hon, &c.
LET ME IN THIS AE NIGHT.
O lassie, art thou sleeping yet?
Or art thou wauken, I would wit?
⟨For⟩ love has bound me hand and foot,
And I would fain be in, jo.
O let me in this ae night,
This ae, ae, ae night;
For pity's sake this ae night,
O rise and let me in, jo.
⟨Out⟩ owre the moss, out owre the ⟨muir⟩
(illegible text) came this dark and drearie hour,
⟨And⟩ here I stand without the door,
Amid the pouring storm, jo.
O let me in, &c.
⟨Thou⟩ hear'st the winter winds and weet
(illegible text)ae star blinks thro' the driving sleet;
⟨Tak⟩ pity on my wearie feet,
And shield me frae the rain, jo.
O let me in, &c.
⟨The⟩ bitter blast that round me blaws
