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“THE TRYST O luely, luely cam she in And luely she lay doon: I kent her by her caller lips And her breists sae sma' and roun'. A thru the nicht we spak nae word Nor sinder'd bane frae bane: A' thru the nicht I heard her hert Gang soundin' wi' my ain. It was aboot the waukrife hour When cocks began to craw That she smool'd saftly thru the mirk Afore the day wud daw. Sae luely, luely cam she in Saie luely was she gaen; And wi' her a' my simmer days Like they had never been.” — William Soutar
THE TRYST
O luely, luely cam she in
And luely she lay doon:
I kent her by her caller lips
And her breists sae sma' and roun'.
A thru the nicht we spak nae word
Nor sinder'd bane frae bane:
A' thru the nicht I heard her hert
Gang soundin' wi' my ain.
It was aboot the waukrife hour
When cocks began to craw
That she smool'd saftly thru the mirk
Afore the day wud daw.
Sae luely, luely cam she in
Saie luely was she gaen;
And wi' her a' my simmer days
Like they had never been.