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Soon as e’er the morning peepet,
Up raise Watty, waefu’ chiel;
Kist his weanies, while they sleepet,
Wauken’d Meg and sought fareweel.
"Fareweel Meg!—And oh! may Heaven
Keep you aye within his care:
Watty’s heart ye’ve lang been greiving,
Now he’ll never fash you mair.
Happy cou’d I been beside you,
Happy, baith at morn and e’en:
A’ the ills that did e’er betide you,
Watty aye turn’d out your frien’.
But you ever like to see me
Vext and sighing, late and air;
Fareweel, Meg! I’ve sworn to lea’ thee,
So thou’lt never see me mair."
Meg, a’ sabbing sae to lose him.
Sic a change had never wist,
Held his hand close to her bosom,
While her heart was like to burst.
"O, my Watty, will you lea’ me,
Frien’less, helpless, to despair!
O! for this ae time forgie me;
Never shall I vex you mair."
"Ay! ye’ve aft said that, and broken
A’ your vows ten times a week,
No, no! Meg! see there’s a token
Glittering on my bonnet cheek.
Owre the seas I march this morning,
Listed, tested, sworn, and a’,
