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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
The Weary Pund o’ Tow
By Joanna Baillie (1762–1851)
 
        A YOUNG gudewife is in my house,
          And thrifty means to be,
        But aye she’s runnin’ to the town
          Some ferlie there to see.
The weary pund, the weary pund, the weary pund o’ tow,        5
  I soothly think, ere it be spun, I’ll wear a lyart pow.
 
        And when she sets her to her wheel
          To draw her threads wi’ care,
        In comes the chapman wi’ his gear,
          And she can spin nae mair.
                The weary pund, etc.
        10
 
        And she, like ony merry may,
          At fairs maun still be seen,
        At kirkyard preachings near the tent,
          At dances on the green.
                The weary pund, etc.
 
        Her dainty ear a fiddle charms,        15
          A bagpipe’s her delight,
        But for the crooning o’ her wheel
          She disna care a mite.
                The weary pund, etc.
 
        You spake, my Kate, of snaw-white webs,
          Made o’ your linkum twine,        20
        But, ah! I fear our bonny burn
          Will ne’er lave web o’ thine.
                The weary pund, etc.
 
        Nay, smile again, my winsome mate;
          Sic jeering means nae ill;
        Should I gae sarkless to my grave,        25
          I’ll lo’e and bless thee still.
                The weary pund, etc.
 
 
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