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Changed I am, sighed Willie till her; Changed, nae doubt, as changed can be: Yet, alas, does Jeanie Miller Nought of Willie Gairlace see?

Hae ye marked the dews of morning Glittering in the sunny ray, Quickly fa’ whan, without warning, Rough blasts cam and shook the spray.

Hae ye seen the bird fast fleeing Drap, when pierced by Death mair fleet? Then see Jean, wi colour deeing, Senseless drap at Willie's feet.

After three lang years aftliction (A' their waes now hushed to rest;) Wean ance mair, in fond affection. Clasps her Willie to her breast.

Tells him a’ her sad, sad suffering, How she wandered, starving poor, Gleaning Pity's scanty offerings, Wi three bairns, frae door to door.

How she served--and toiled--and fevered, Lost herhealth and syne her bread; How that grief, when scarce recovered, Took her brain and turned her head.

How she wandered round the county Mony a live-lang night her lane; Till at last an angel's bounty, Brought her senses back again?