Death And Dying Words Of Poor Mailie, The Authors Only Pet Yowe., The
ble face
appears to mourn my woefu' case!
my dying words attentive hear,
an' bear them to my master dear.
“tell him, if e'er again he keep
as muckle gear as buy a sheep—
o, bid him ie them mair,
wi' wicked strings o' hemp or hair!
but ca' them out to park or hill,
an' let them wa their will:
so may his flocrease, an' grow
to scores o' mbs, an' packs o' woo'!
“tell him, he was a master kin',
an' aye was guid to me an' mine;
an' now my dying charge i gie him,
my helpless m
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