O coft a stane o' haslock woo', To mak a wab to Johnie o't; For Johnie is my only jo, I loe him best of onie yet. Chorus -- The cardin' o't, the spinnin' o't, The warpin' o't, the winnin' o't; When ilka ell cost me a groat, The tailor staw the lynin' o't. For tho' his locks be lyart grey, And tho' his brow be beld aboon, Yet I hae seen him on a day, The pride of a' the parishen. The cardin o't, &c. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MOUNTAIN WHIPPOORWILL (A GEORGIA ROMANCE) by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET DRUMS AND BRASS by DONALD (GRADY) DAVIDSON A LITTLE GIRL'S PRAYER by KATHERINE MANSFIELD INFERENTIAL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON NIGHT AND DAY: 3 by ISAAC ROSENBERG AUTUMN MOVEMENT by CARL SANDBURG |