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'Farewel, Meg !———And, O! may Heav'n
 * 'keep you aye 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 ill did e'er betide you,
 * 'Watty aye turn'd out your frien'.

But ye ever like to ſee me
 * vext an fighan, late an air;

Farewel, Meg! I've ſworn to lea' thee,
 * 'ſo thou'll never ſee me mair.'

Meg a' fabban, fae to loſe him,
 * ſic a change had never wiſt;

Held his haun cloſe to her boſom,
 * while her heart was like to burſt.

O my Watty! will ye lea' me,
 * frien'leſs, helpleſs, to deſpair!

O! for this at time forgi'e me:
 * never will I vex you mair.'

Aye! ye've aft ſaid, and broken
 * 'a' your vows ten times a week,

No, no, Meg! See!———there's a token,
 * glittering on my bonnet cheek.

Owr the ſeas I march this morning,
 * 'liflet, teſtit, ſworn and a',

Fore'd by your confounded girning;
 * 'farewel, Meg! for I'm awa'.

hen poor Maggy's tears and clamour
 * guſht afreſh, and louder grew,

While the weans. wi' mournfu' yammer,
 * round their fabban mither flew.

Thro' the yirth I'll wander wi' you———
 * 'ſtay, o Waity! ſtay at hame,

Here, upon my knees I'll gi'e you
 * ony vow ye like to name,