As at the boord apart she sat,
An' noo tae this yin noo tae that
She talk'd wi' careless kin'ness,
Fu'weel A kenn'd her inmaist heart
In a' she said had little pert,
Uv hai'f the words she heerd wuz min'less.
An' though she seem's tae shun my sight,
A trusted mair her luve that night
Than a' Airth's luves thegither;
Then yin wee gentle luik she gave.
A'd waited lang that luik tae haive,
An' lang A'd wait fur sich anither.
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