"Fareweel, Meg!-And, O! may Heav'n "Keep you ay within his care: "Watty's heart ye've lang been grievin', "Now he'll never fash you mair. "Happy cou'd I been beside you, Happy baith at morn and e'en : "A' the ills did e'er betide you, "Watty ay turn'd out your frien'. "But ye ever like to see me "Vext and sighin', late and air. "Fareweel, Meg! I've sworn to lea' thee, "So thou'll never see me mair." Meg a' sabbin', sae to lose him, "O my Watty, will ye lea' me, "Aye, ye've aft said that, and broken "A' your vows ten times a-week. "No, no, Meg! See!-there's a token "Glitt❜ring on my bonnet cheek. "Owre the seas I march this morning, Then poor Maggy's tears and clamour "Thro' the yirth I'll wauner wi' you— "See your poor young lammies pleadin', "Will ye gang an' break our heart? "No a house to put our head in! Ilka word came like a bullet, Dightet baith his een and spake. "If ance mair I cou'd by writing, "Lea' the sodgers and stay still, "Wad you swear to drap your flyting?" "Yes, O Watty! yes, I will!" "Then," quo' Watty, "mind, be honest: "Ay to keep your temper strive; "Gin ye break this dreadfu' promise, "Never mair expect to thrive. "Marget Howe! this hour ye solemn "That ye'll ne'er in Mungo's seek me,—— "That ye'll ne'er, like Bessy Miller, "Oh!"-quo' Meg, " Aweel," quo' Watty, Maggy syne, because he prest her, Swore to a' thing owre again : Watty lap, and danc'd and kiss'd her; Wow! but he was won'rous fain. Down he threw his staff victorious; Aff gaed bonnet, claes, and shoon; Syne aneath the blankets, glorious! Held anither Hinny-Moon. |