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555. Song—O wert thou in the cauld blast

 O WERT thou in the cauld blast,
 On yonder lea, on yonder lea,
My plaidie to the angry airt,
 I’d shelter thee, I’d shelter thee;
Or did Misfortune’s bitter storms
 Around thee blaw, around thee blaw,
Thy bield should be my bosom,
 To share it a’, to share it a’.
Or were I in the wildest waste, Sae black and bare, sae black and bare, The desert were a Paradise, If thou wert there, if thou wert there; Or were I Monarch o’ the globe, Wi’ thee to reign, wi’ thee to reign, The brightest jewel in my Crown Wad be my Queen, wad be my Queen.

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