Wee Cluny, you’re deleerit quite
Ramfeezlin a’ this part
Wi’ dancin’, singin’ day an’ night
Frae vera joy of heart;
Leave ringin’ o’ your marriage chimes,
Leave off to laugh an’ leap,
You fill my head wi’ routh o’ rhymes
When I wad liefer sleep.
Nae doubt but with the lordly Dee
You will be wedded soon,
But natheless moderate your glee
Beneath the maiden moon,
Or else go rouse the girls and boys
Who sleep an’ may not know it;
But p’rhaps you only make this noise
In hearin’ of a Poet.
(Emily Pfeiffer)
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