44. The Mauchline Lady: A Fragment

 WHEN first I came to Stewart Kyle,
 My mind it was na steady;
Where’er I gaed, where’er I rade,
 A mistress still I had aye.


But when I came roun’ by Mauchline toun,
 Not dreadin anybody,
My heart was caught, before I thought,
 And by a Mauchline lady.

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