English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 346. And Ye Shall Walk in Silk Attire |
| | | Susanna Blamire (1747—1794) |
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| AND ye shall walk in silk attire | |
| And siller 1 hae to spare, | |
| Gin ye’ll consent to be his bride, | |
| Nor think o’ Donald mair. | |
| Oh, wha wad buy a silken goun | 5 |
| Wi’ a puir broken heart? | |
| Or what’s to me a siller croun, | |
| Gin frae my love I part? | |
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| The mind wha’s every wish is pure | |
| Far dearer is to me; | 10 |
| And ere I’m forced to break my faith, | |
| I’ll lay me doun and dee: | |
| For I ha’e pledged my virgin troth | |
| Brave Donald’s fate to share; | |
| And he has gi’en to me his heart, | 15 |
| Wi’ a’ its virtues rare. | |
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| His gentle manners wan my heart, | |
| He gratefu’ took the gift; | |
| Could I but think to tak’ it back, | |
| It wad be waur 2 than theft. | 20 |
| For langest life can ne’er repay | |
| The love he bears to me; | |
| And ere I’m forced to break my troth | |
| I’ll lay me doun and dee. | |
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