The young Lass contra auld Man, p.126.

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THE carle he came o’er the croft, 

And his beard new shaven, 

He look’d at me, as he’d been daft, 

The carle trows that I wad hae him. 

Howt awa, I winna hae him! 

Na forsooth, I winna hae him! 

For a his beard new shaven, 

Ne’er a bit will I hae him. 

– 

A siller broach he gae me niest, 

To fasten on my curtchea nooked, 

I wor’d a wi upon my breast; 

But soon alake! the tongue o’t crooked; 

And sae may his, I winna hae him, 

Na forsooth, I winna hae him! 

An twice a bairn’s, a lass’s a Jest; 

Sae ony fool for me may hae him. 

– 

The carle has nae fault but ane; 

For he has land and dollars plenty; 

But waes me for him! skin and bane 

Is no for a plump lass of twenty. 

Howt awa, I winna hae him, 

Na forsooth, I winna hae him, 

What signifies his dirty riggs, 

And cash without a man with them. 

– 

But shou’d my canker’’ dady gar 

Me take him ‘gainst my inclination, 

I warn the fumbler to beware, 

That antlers dinna claim their station. 

Howt awa, I winna hae him! 

Na forsooth, I winna hae him! 

I’m flee’d to crack the haly band, 

Sae Lawty says, I shou’d na hae him. 

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