Katy’s Answer, p.67.

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MY mither’s ay glowran o’er me, 

Tho’ she did the same before me; 

I canna get leave 

To look to my loove, 

Or else she’ll be like to devour me. 

– 

Right fain wad I take ye’r offer, 

Sweet Sir, but I’ll tine my tocher; 

Then, Sandy, ye’ll free, 

And wyte ye’r poor Kate

When e’er ye keek in your toom coffer. 

– 

For tho’ my father has plenty 

Of siller and plenishing dainty, 

Yet he’s unco sweer 

To twin wi’ his gear; 

And sae we had need to be tenty. 

– 

Tutor my parents wi’ caution, 

Be wylie in ilka motion; 

Brag well o’ ye’r land, 

And there’s my leal hand, 

Win them, I’ll be at your devotion. 

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