28 MAY 1932, Page 13

The Tryst

luely cam she in An' luely she lay doun I kent her be her caller lips An' her brcists one seta an roan'.

A' that the nicht we spak nac word Nor sinder'd bane frac bane : A' thru the nicht I heard her hairt Gang soundin' wi my air.

It was about the waukrife hour When cocks begin tac craw That she snoov'd saftly thru the mirk Afore the day wild daw.

Sae luely, luely cam she in Sae luely was she Ewen ; An' wi' her a' my simmer days Like they had never been.

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