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The Women Folk
by James Hogg


O Sarley may I rue the day
I fancied first the womenkind;
For aye sin syne I neer can hae
Ae quiet thought or peace o mind!
           They hae plagued my heart, an pleased my ee
An teased an flatterd me at will,
But aye, for a their witchery,
The pawky things I loe them still.

           O, the women folk! O, the women folk
But they hae been the wreck ome;
O, weary fa the women folk,
for they winna let a body be!

                  I hae thought an thought, but darena tell,
Ive studied them wi a my skill,
Ive loed them better than mysel,
Ive tried again to like them ill.
Wha sairest strives, will sairest rue,
To comprehend what nae man can;
When he has done what man can do,
Hell end at last where he began.

That they hae gentle forms an meet,
A man wi half a look may see;
An gracefu airs, an faces sweet,
An waving curls aboon the bree;
An smiles as soft as the young rose-bud,
An een sae pawky, bright, an rare,
Wad lure the laverock frae the clud-
But, laddie, seek to ken nae mair!

Even but this night, nae farther gane,
The date is neither lost nor lang,
I tak ye witness, ilka ane,
How fell they fought, and fairly dang,
Their point theyve carried, right or wrang,
Without a reason, rhyme, or law,
An forced a man to sing a sang,
That neer could sing a verse ava.


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