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 'I was bred up at nae sic school, My shepherd lad, to play the fool, And a' the day to sit in dool, And naebody to see me.'

'Ye sall get gowns and ribbons meet, Cauf-leather shoon upon your feet, And in my arms ye'se lie and sleep, And ye sall be my dearie.'

'If ye'll but stand to what ye've said, I'se gang wi' you, my shepherd lad, And ye may row me in your plaid, And I sall be your dearie.'

'While waters wimple to the sea, While day blinks in the lift sae hie, Till clay-cauld death sail blin' my e'e,   Ye aye sall be my dearie!'

473. dool] dule, sorrow. lift] sky. ANNA LÆTITIA BARBAULD 1743-1825   474. Life

Life! I know not what thou art, But know that thou and I must part; And when, or how, or where we met, I own to me's a secret yet. But this I know, when thou art fled, Where'er they lay these limbs, this head, No clod so valueless shall be As all that then remains of me.