6 A night lang he rowt and gauntet, Sleep or rest he could na tak, Maggy, aft wir horror hauntet, Mum'lin, startet at his back. Soon as e'er the morning peepet, Up raise Watty, waefu' chiel, Kiss'd his weanies while they sièepit, Waukent Meg, and sought fareweel: ' Fareweel, Meg banand O! Heaven Keep you ay within his care; Watty's heart yesve lang been grievin, Now he'll never fasla you mair. Happy could I been beside you, Happy baith at morn and erens A the ills did e'er betide you, Watty ay turn d out your friens. Lut ye ever like to see me Vext and sighins, late and air: Fareweel, Meg! I've sworn to lea thee, So thout never see me mair.' Meg at sabbin, sae to lose him to Sic a change had never wist, Held his hand close to her bosom, While her heart was like to burst. On Watty, will ye lea me, Friendless, helpless, to despair; O! for this ae time forgie me; Never will I vex you mair.' ' Aye! yerve aft said that; and broken A' your vows ten times a week.
