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CAULD MORNING
(Robert Burns)
'Twas past ane o'clock in a cauld morning,
When cankert blaws over the plain,
I heard the repeat the loud warning,
As, restless, I sought for sweet in vain:
Then up I arose, the moon shining bright;
Mountains and valleys appearing all hoary
Forth I would go, the pale, s'ient night,
And visit the Fair One, the of my pain.-
Sae I staw to my lovely Maid's chamber,
And at her window, low down on my knee;
Begging that she would awauk sweet slum'ber,
Awauk from slumber and pity me:
For, that a to a' pleasure, peace and rest,
Love into madness ha fired my tortur'd
And that I be of a'men the maist unblest,
she would pity my sad miserie!
My arose and whispered to me,
(The looked in, an envy'd my Love's charms;)
'An Maiden, ah, would you undo me!'
I made no reply, but leapt her arms:
Bright Phebus peep'd the hills and found me there;
As he has done, now, lang years and mair:
A faithfuller, constanter, kinder, more Pair,
His sweet-chearing nor enlightens nor warms.
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