1793
poortith cauld and restless love
tune—“cauld kail aberdeen”
o poortith cauld, and restless love,
ye wrack y peace beeen ye;
yet poortith a&039; i uld five,
an &039;ere na for y jeanie
chor—o why should fate sic pleasure have,
life&039;s dearest bands ung?
or why sae sweet a flower as love
depend on fortune&039;s shg?
the warld&039;s wealth, when i thk on,
it&039;s pride and a&039; the ve o&039;t;
o fie on silly ward an,
that he should be the sve o&039;t!
o why, c
her e&039;en, sae bonie be, betray
how she repays y passion;
but prudence is her o&039;erword aye,
she talks o&039; rank and fashion
o why, c
o wha can prudence thk upon,
and sic a ssie by hi?
o wha can prudence thk upon,
and sae love as i a?
o why, c
how blest the siple tter&039;s fate!
he woos his artless dearie;
the silly bogles, wealth and state,
can never ake hi eerie,
o why, c
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