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Robert Burns (1759–1796).  Poems and Songs.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
 
276. Song—Whistle o’er the lave o’t
 
 
FIRST when Maggie was my care,
Heav’n, I thought, was in her air,
Now we’re married-speir nae mair,
  But whistle o’er the lave o’t!
 
Meg was meek, and Meg was mild,        5
Sweet and harmless as a child—
Wiser men than me’s beguil’d;
  Whistle o’er the lave o’t!
 
How we live, my Meg and me,
How we love, and how we gree,        10
I care na by how few may see—
  Whistle o’er the lave o’t!
 
Wha I wish were maggot’s meat,
Dish’d up in her winding-sheet,
I could write-but Meg maun see’t—        15
  Whistle o’er the lave o’t!
 

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