<h2><SPAN name="MARGOT" id="MARGOT"></SPAN>Margot</h2>
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<span class="i0"><span class="letra">N</span>OW Margot, dinna flout me,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">O, dinna be unkind!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Mayhap to do without me,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A hardship you would find.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Ye haud yer head too high, lass,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Ye haud yer head too high,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">What if I wad pass by, lass,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Instead o’ lingerin’ nigh?<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Ye canna quite forget, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The sunny days o’ yore,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">They haud our twa lives yet, dear,—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">The days that are no more.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">When in the warld sae wide, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">One lesson we could spell—<br/></span>
<span class="i0">When it was a’ our pride, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To love each other well.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">When riches had na found ye—<br/></span>
<span class="i2">My maid o’ tender face!<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Before yer pride had bound ye,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">An’ stolen a’ yer grace.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_043" id="page_043"></SPAN>{43}</span><br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">’Tis best that I should leave ye,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Cold are your eyes o’ blue,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">’Twould be a sin to grieve ye,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">A love sae warm an’ true.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Sae put yer hand within mine,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Forget—we can but try,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Here’s ane kiss for auld lang syne,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">And here’s ane for good-bye.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">What is it that you say, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">You will not let me go?<br/></span>
<span class="i0">Then ye maun bid me stay, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">This much to me ye owe.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">Twa foolish things were we, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">To dream that we could part,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">The blind might almost see, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">Your image in my heart.<br/></span></div>
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<span class="i0">So haud me close and fast, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">With arms so soft an’ white,<br/></span>
<span class="i0">A fig for quarrels past, dear,<br/></span>
<span class="i2">You are my ain to-night.<br/></span></div>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_044" id="page_044"></SPAN>{44}</span></p>
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