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Tho carle he cam' ewer the craft, Wi' his beard new-shaven; He leeked at me as he'd been daft— The carle trowed that I wad hae him! Hout awa! I winna hae him! Na, forsooth, I winna hae him! For a' his beard's new-shaven, Ne'er a bit o' me will hae him,

A siller brooch he gae me neist, To fasten on my curchio noekit; I wore't a wee upon my breist, But soon, alako! the tengue o't crookit; And sao may his; I winna hae him Na, forseoth, I winna hac him! Twice-a-bairn's a lassio's jest; Sae eny feel for me may hae him.

The carle has nae fault but ano; For he has land and dollars plenty; Bnt waes me for him, skin and bano Is no fer a plump lass ef twenty. Hout awa, I winna hao him! Na, fersooth, I winna hae him! What signifies his dirty riggs, And cash, without a man wi' them?

But sheuld my cankert daddie gar Me tak him 'gainst my inclination, I warn the fumbler to bewaro That antlers dinna clain their station.