Poem by Robert Burns

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SIMMER’S a pleasant time,
  Flow’rs of ev’ry colour;
The water rins o’er the heugh,
  And I long for my true lover.
    Ay waukin O,
      Waukin still and wearie:
    Sleep I can get nane
      For thinking on my dearie.

When I sleep I dream,
  When I wauk I’m eerie;
Sleep I can get nane
  For thinking on my dearie.

Lanely night comes on,
  A’ the lave are sleeping;
I think on my bonnie lad
  And I bleer my een with greetin’.
    Ay waukin O,
      Waukin still and wearie;
    Sleep I can get nane
      For thinking on my dearie.

1. Epitaph on Wee Johnny
2. The Caird’s Second Song
3. The Sailor’s Song
4. Prologue, Spoken at the Theatre, Dumfries, on New Year’s Day Evening [1790]
5. Address, Spoken by Miss Fontenelle, on her Benefit-night, December 4, 1793, at the Theatre, Dumfries

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