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Bliss Carman, et al., eds.  The World’s Best Poetry.
Volume I. Of Home: of Friendship.  1904.
Poems of Home: I. About Children
Willie Winkie
William Miller (1810–1872)
WEE WILLIE WINKIE rins through the town,
Up stairs and doon stairs, in his nicht-gown,
Tirlin’ at the window, cryin’ at the lock,
“Are the weans in their bed?—for it ’s now ten o’clock.”
Hey, Willie Winkie! are ye comin’ ben?        5
The cat ’s singin’ gay thrums to the sleepin’ hen,
The doug ’s speldered on the floor, and disna gie a cheep;
But here ’s a waukrife laddie, that winna fa’ asleep.
Ony thing but sleep, ye rogue:—glow’rin’ like the moon,
Rattlin’ in an airn jug wi’ an airn spoon,        10
Rumblin’, tumblin’ roun’ about, crawin’ like a cock,
Skirlin’ like a kenna-what—wauknin’ sleepin’ folk!
Hey, Willie Winkie! the wean ’s in a creel!
Waumblin’ aff a bodie’s knee like a vera eel,
Ruggin’ at the cat’s lug, and ravellin’ a’ her thrums:        15
Hey, Willie Winkie!—See, there he comes!
Wearie is the mither that has a storie wean,
A wee stumpie stoussie, that canna rin his lane,
That has a battle aye wi’ sleep, before he ’ll close an ee;
But a kiss frae aff his rosy lips gies strength anew to me.        20

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