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THE DKOTVNED LOVERS. 177
" 0 roaring Clyde, ye roar ower loud, Your streams seem wond'rous Strang;
Make me your wreck as I come back,
But spare me as I gang." *>
Then he is on to Meggie's bower,
And tirled at the pin ; " 0 sleep ye, wake ye, Meggie," he said,
" Ye'U open, lat me come in."
" 0 wha is this at my bower door, «
That calls me by my name ? " " It is your first love, sweet Willie,
This night newly come hame."
" I hae few lovers thereout, thereout,
As few hae I therein; so
The best an' love that ever I had, Was here just late yestreen."
" The warstan stable in a' your stables,
For my puir steed to stand; The warstan bower in a' your bowers, a
For me to lie therein : My boots are fu' o' Clyde's water, I'm shivering at the chin." 39, 40. Found also in Leander an the Bay, and taken from the epigram of Martial:
" Olamabat tumidis audax Leander in undis, Mergiteme fhictus, cum rediturus ero." VOL. II. 12 Lib. xiv, 181. |
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