514. Song—The Lass o' Ecclefechan
Read '514. Song—The Lass o' Ecclefechan' by 'Robert Burns' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
514. Song—The Lass o' Ecclefechan by Robert Burns
GAT ye me, O gat ye me,
O gat ye me wi’ naething?
Rock an reel, and spinning wheel,
A mickle quarter basin:
Bye attour my Gutcher has
A heich house and a laich ane,
A’ forbye my bonie sel,
The toss o’ Ecclefechan.
O haud your tongue now, Lucky Lang,
O haud your tongue and jauner
I held the gate till you I met,
Syne I began to wander:
I tint my whistle and my sang,
I tint my peace and pleasure;
But your green graff, now Lucky Lang,
Wad airt me to my treasure.
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