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.

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