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a poet&039;s wele to his love-begotten daughter 注释标题 burns never published this poe

the first stance that entitled hi to

the venerable appeltion of father

thou&039;s wele, wean; ishanter fa&039; ,

if thoughts o&039; thee, or yet thy aie,

shall ever daunton or awe ,

y bonie dy,

or if i bsh when thou shalt ca&039;

tyta or daddie

tho&039; now they ca&039; fornicator,

an&039; tease y na ktry ctter,

the air they talk, i&039; kent the better,

e&039;en let the csh;

an auld wife&039;s tongue&039;s a feckless atter

to gie ane fash

wele! y bonie, sweet, wee dochter,

tho&039; ye e here a wee unught for,

and tho&039; your &039; i hae fought for,

baith kirk and eir;

yet, by y faith, ye&039;re no unwrought for,

that i shall swear!

wee ia o&039; y bonie betty,

as fatherly i kiss and daut thee,

as dear, and near y heart i set thee

wi&039; as gude will

as a&039; the priests had seen t thee

that&039;s out o&039; hell

sweet fruit o&039; ony a rry dt,

y funny toil is now a&039; tt,

s&039; thou ca to the warl&039; asklent,

which fools ay sff at;

y st pck thy part&039;s be &039;t

the better ha&039;f o&039;t

tho&039; i should be the waur bestead,

thou&039;s be as braw and bienly cd,

and thy young years as nicely bred

wi&039; education,

as ony brat o&039; wedlock&039;s bed,

a&039; thy station

lord grant that thou ay aye herit

thy ither&039;s pern, grace, an&039; rit,

an&039; thy poor, worthless daddy&039;s spirit,

without his fails,

&039;ill please air to see thee heir it,

than stockit ailens

for if thou be what i wad hae thee,

and tak the unsel i shall gie thee,

i&039;ll never rue y trouble wi&039; thee,

the st nor sha o&039;t,

but be a lovg f