ng—ta glen
y heart is a-breakg, dear tittie,
unsel unto e len&039;,
to anr the a&039; is a pity,
but what will i do wi&039; ta glen?
i&039; thkg, wi&039; sic a braw fellow,
poortith i ight ak a fen;
what care i riches to wallow,
if i aunna arry ta glen!
there&039;s lowrie the ird o&039; duller—
“gude day to you, brute!” he es ben:
he brags and he bws o&039; his siller,
but when will he dance like ta glen!
y nie does nstantly deave ,
and bids beware o&039; young n;
they ftter, she says, to deceive ,
but wha can thk sae o&039; ta glen!
y daddie says, g i&039;ll forsake hi,
he&039;d gie gude hunder arks ten;
but, if it&039;s orda&039;d i aun take hi,
o wha will i t but ta glen!
yestreen at the valente&039;s dealg,
y heart to y ou&039; gied a sten&039;;
for thrice i drew ane without failg,
and thrice it was written “ta glen”!
the st halloween i was wauk
y droukit sark-sleeve, as ye ken,
his likeness ca up the hoe stauk,
and the very grey breeks o&039; ta glen!
e, unsel, dear tittie, don&039;t tarry;
i&039;ll gie ye y bonie bck hen,
gif ye will advise to arry
the d i lo&039;e dearly, ta glen
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