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T. R. Smith, comp.  Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse.  1921–22.
Wha Is That at My Bower-door?
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
WHA is that at my bower-door?
  O wha is it but Findlay.
Then gae your gate, ye’se nae be here!
  Indeed maun, I quo’ Findlay.
What makes ye sae like a thief?        5
  O come and see, quo’ Findlay;
Before the morn ye’ll work mischief;
  Indeed will I, quo’ Findlay.
Gif I rise an’ let you in;
  Let me in, quo’ Findlay;        10
Ye’ll keep me waukin’ wi’ your din,
  Indeed will I, quo’ Findlay.
In my bower, if you should stay?
  Let me stay, quo’ Findlay;
I fear ye’ll bide till break o’ day;        15
  Indeed will I, quo’ Findlay.
Here this night, if ye remain,
  I’ll remain, quo’ Findlay;
I dread ye’ll learn the gate again,
  Indeed will I, quo’ Findlay.        20
What may pass within this bower,
  Let it pass, quo’ Findlay;
Ye maun conceal till your last hour;
  Indeed will I, quo’ Findlay!

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