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(3) ) Why doſt thou 'pleen? I thee maintain;

for meal and mawt thou diſna want;

Bur thy wild bees I canna pleaſe,

now when our geer gins to grow ſcant.

Of houſehold ſtuff thou haſt enough,

thou wants for neither pat nor pan;

Of ſicklike ware he left thee bare,

fae tell nae mair o' thy auld goodman.

) Yes, I may tell, and fret myſel',

to think on theſe blythe days I had,

When he and I together lay

in arms into a weel made bed;

But now I ſigh and may be ſad,

thy courage is cauld, thy colour wan,

Thou faulds thy feet, and fa's aſleep,

and thou'll ne'er be like my auld goodman.

Then coming was the night fae dark;

and gane was a' the light o' day;

The carl was fear'd to miſs his mark,

and therefore wad nae langer ſtay.

Then up he gat, and he ran his way,

I trow the wife the day ſhe wan,

And ay the o'erword o' the fray,

was ever, alake! my auld goodman.



all you lovers far and near,

within bold Britain's dourie,

Attentive be, and liſten to me,

while I relate my ſtory: