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...sugar'd, sac sweet ! His sense drives ilk trar lar awa ! I listen — poor fool ! and I greet, Yet O ! sweet are the tears as they fa' ! ' Dear lassie,' he cries wi' a jeer, ' Ne'er heed what the auld lines will say ; Though we've little to brag o' — ne'er fear, What's gowd to a heart that is wae...

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