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Poems and Songs of Robert Burns
on a sodger.” sae wistfully she gaz'd on me, and lovelier was than ever; quo' she, “a sodger ance i lo'ed, forget him shall i never: our humble cot, and hamely fare, ye freely shall partake it; that gallant badge—the dear cockade, ye're welcome for the sake o't.” she gaz'd—she redden'd like a rose— syne pale like only lily; she sank within my arms, and cried, “art thou my ain dear willie?” “by him who made yon sun and sky! by whom true love's regarded, i am the man; and thus may still true lovers be rewarded. “the wars are o'er, and i'm come hame, and find thee still true-hearted; tho' poor in gear, we're rich in love, and mair we'se ne'er be parted.” quo' she, “my grandsire left me gowd, a mailen plenish'd fairly; and come, my faithfu' sodger lad, thou'rt welcome to it dearly!” for gold the merchant ploughs the main, the farmer ploughs the manor; but glory is the sodger's prize, the sodgerpppp's wealth is honor: the brave poor sodger ne'er despise, nor count him as a stranger; remember he's his country's stay, in day and hour of danger.M.HzGJJx.cOm