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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
 
Whistle o’er the Lave o’t
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
 

LET me ryke up to dight that tear,
An’ go wi’ me to be my dear,
An’ then your every care and fear
  May whistle owre the lave o’t.
    I am a fiddler to my trade,        5
    And a’ the tunes that e’er I play’d,
    The sweetest still to wife or maid,
      Was “Whistle owre the lave o’t.”
 
At kirns and weddings we’se be there,
An’ O! sae nicely’s we will fare;        10
We’ll bouse about, till Daddie Care
  Sings whistle o’er the lave o’t.
    I am a fiddler to my trade, &c.
 
Sae merrily’s the banes we’ll pyke,
An’ sun oursel’s about the dyke,
An’ at our leisure, when ye like,        15
  We’ll whistle o’re the lave o’t.
    I am a fiddler to my trade, &c.
 
But bless me wi’ your heaven o’ charms,
And while I kittle hair on thairms,
Hunger, cauld, an’ a’ sic harms,
  May whistle owre the lave o’t.
    I am a fiddler to my trade, &c.
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