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Poem by Robert Burns

Had I the Wyte

HAD I the wyte, had I the wyte,
  Had I the wyte? she bade me!
She watchd me by the hie-gate side,
  And up the loan she shawd me;
And when I wadna venture in,
  A coward loon she cad me:
Had kirk and state been in the gate,
  I lighted when she bade me.

Sae craftilie she took me ben,
  And bade me make nae clatter;
For our ramgunshoch glum gudeman
  Is out and owre the water:
Whaeer shall say I wanted grace,
  When I did kiss and daut her,
Let him be planted in my place,
  Syne say I was the fautor.

Could I for shame, could I for shame,
  Could I for shame refused her?
And wadna manhood been to blame,
  Had I unkindly used her?
He clawed her wi the ripplin-kame,
  And blae and bluidy bruised her;
When sic a husband was frae hame,
  What wife but had excused her?

I dighted ay her een sae blue,
  And bannd the cruel randy;
And weel I wat her willing mou
Was een like sugar-candy.
At gloamin-shot it was I trow,
  I lighted on the Monday;
But I cam through the Tysdays dew,
  To wanton Willies brandy.


Robert Burns

Robert Burns's other poems:
  1. The Last Braw Bridal That I Was at
  2. On Glenriddells Fox Breaking His Chain
  3. Fragmentary Verses. 1. His face with smile eternal drest
  4. O Gie My Love Brose, Brose
  5. There Came a Piper out o Fife

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