The waefu' heart
Gin living worth could win my heart,
You wou'd na speak in vain;
But in the darksome grave it's laid,
Ne'er, ne'er to rise again.
My waefu' heart lies low wi' his,
Whose heart was only mine;
And oh! what a heart was that to lose!
But I maun no repine.
Yet oh! gin heav'n, in mercy, soon
Would grant the boon I crave,
And take this life, now naething worth,
Sin Jamie's in his grave.
And see, his gentle spirit comes
To shew me on my way,
Surprised, nae doubt, I still am here,
Sair wond'ring at my stay.
I come, I come, my Jamie dear,
And oh! wi' what gude will!
I follow wheresoe'er you lead,
Ye canna lead to ill.
She said, and soon a deadlie pale
Her faded cheek possest;
Her waefu' heart forgot to beat,
Her sorrows sunk to rest!
Gin = if;
Maun no repine = must not complain;
Boon = favour
Submitted by Ferdinando Albeggiani
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