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But Maggie dear, O is it true
 * ye're ſae in love wi' me?

I ha'e a flame within my breaſt,
 * that burns as fierce for thee!

But ſtill afraid to mention it,
 * I've but my penny fee,

While ye hat gowd and siller balth,
 * and brawer far than me.

Quoth Maggie ſiller's very gude
 * to anſwer its ain part;

But ye are dearer far to me, Lthe darling o' my heart!

O happy pair! young Johnny cries,
 * we ſoon ſhall buckl'd be:

So Maggy, ſweeteſt, faireſt deareſt,
 * come alang wi' me.

We'll join our hands in wedlock's bands,
 * and there united be;

In love ſincere we'll ſpend our days,
 * frae care and trouble free.