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Poem by Isabel Pagan


Ca the Yowes to the Knowes


	Ca the yowes to the knowes,
	Ca them where the heather grows,
	Ca them where the burnie rows,
		My bonnie dearie.

As I gaed down the water side,
There I met my shepherd lad;
He rowd me sweetly in his plaid,
	And he cad me his dearie.

Will ye gang down the water side,
And see the waves sae sweetly glide
Beneath the hazels spreading wide?
	The moon it shines fu clearly.

I was bred up at nae sic school,
My shepherd lad, to play the fool,
And a the day to sit in dool,
	And naebody to see me.

Ye sall get gowns and ribbons meet,
Cauf-leather shoon upon your feet,
And in my arms yese lie and sleep,
	And ye sall be my dearie.

If yell but stand to what yeve said,
Ise gang wi you, my shepherd lad,
And ye may row me in your plaid,
	And I sall be your dearie.

While waters wimple to the sea,
While day blinks in the lift sae hie,
Till clay-cauld death sall blin my ee,
	Ye aye sall be my dearie!



Isabel Pagan


Isabel Pagan's other poems:
  1. Account of the Authors Lifetime
  2. The Crook and Plaid
  3. Muirkirk Light Weights
  4. On Burns and Ramsay
  5. The Putting Begins


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