Haste not thine wisdom, for the hollow is ta`en -
-- By whom, know I not; `lack! am I of twain -
-- And as a crux - cede I my words -
Fro my heart wilt thou ne`er
-- Have I been `sooth sinsyne.
Be left without - come!
Thine voice is oh so sweet, -- I speer thine pine,
Ryking for me: -- Ryking for thee;
«List and heed», thou say`st -- Wistful, whistful -
Chancing to lure -- Chancing to lure,
-- Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown `tis -
-- Dodge na `way herefro, do come here in eath!
-- Mayhap lur?d by the scent of lote -
-- `Od! - the f?tid - eft hie back I mote;
-- For what I did my soul atrounc?d,
How I wish for thee again,
-- O! do believe me, `twasn`t a frounce.
Will I give thee it: Troth.
Thine voice is oh so sweet, -- I speer thine pine,
Ryking for me: -- Ryking for thee;
«List and heed», thou say`st -- Wistful, whistful -
Chancing to lure. -- Chancing to lure,
-- Skirl and skreigh, but for thine ears, aye, lown `tis -
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