g o't.
time and ce are but a tide,
ha, ha, the wooing o't,
slighted love is sair to bide,
ha, ha, the wooing o't:
shall i like a fool, "h he,
for a haughty hizzie die?
she may gae to—frane!
ha, ha, the wooing o't.
how it es let doctors tell,
ha, ha, the wooing o't;
meg grew sick, as he grew hale,
ha, ha, the wooing o't.
something in her boss,
for relief a sigh she brings:
and oh! her een they spak sic things!
ha, ha, the wooing o't.
dun was a d o' grace,
ha, ha, the wooing o't:
Duncan Gray(2/3)