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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
Duncan Gray
By Robert Burns (1759–1796)
DUNCAN GRAY cam’ here to woo,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
On blythe Yule-night when we were fou,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Maggie coost her head fu’ heigh,        5
Look’d asklent and unco skeigh,
Gart poor Duncan stand abeigh;
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Duncan fleech’d and Duncan pray’d;
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,        10
Meg was deaf as Ailsa craig, 1
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t:
Duncan sigh’d baith out and in,
Grat his e’en baith blear’t an’ blin’,
Spak o’ lowpin o’er a linn;        15
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Time and Chance are but a tide,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t,
Slighted love is sair to bide,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t:        20
Shall I like a fool, quoth he,
For a haughty hizzie die?
She may gae to—France for me!
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
How it comes let doctors tell,        25
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t;
Meg grew sick, as he grew hale,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Something in her bosom wrings,
For relief a sigh she brings;        30
And oh! her een they spak sic things!
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.
Duncan was a lad o’ grace,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t:
Maggie’s was a piteous case,        35
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t:
Duncan could na be her death,
Swelling Pity smoor’d his wrath;
Now they’re crouse and canty baith,
  Ha, ha, the wooing o’t.        40
Note 1. Ailsa craig: a rocky islet in the Firth of Clyde, opposite Ayr, much frequented by sea-fowl, whose screaming it had endured without remonstrance. (Centenary Ed. of The Poetry of Burns.) [back]

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